u/Solid_Mathematician2

This is a series. Please feel free to read the other parts of this story. This is a fictional story. Names and places are not real. Positive comments are always appreciated. Please enjoy the story.

Part 2

Part 1

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Dennis had one more day on site and then a day of travel and he would be home. We spent some of our texting trying to work out our schedules so we could see one another. It just seemed that if I could rearrange something he could not, and if he could rearrange something I could not. We both had our lives that we had to live but we wanted to also see each other.

“Jen, I hope you don’t mind I saved that picture?”

Oh my, I should have figured he would. I was too afraid of my kid picking up my phone and seeing anything Dennis and I shared so images were deleted. Texts were deleted. I kept everything in my head. “Dennis please hide that picture. I don’t need anybody seeing.“

”Don’t worry, my phone never leaves my side.” I was at least a bit comforted that he kept a good eye on his phone. “I keep looking at how adorable you look.” I blushed reading his words. I really had no come back. I sent back a smiling emoji. “I know we are acting like kids, but I do really find you attractive.” It has been a long time since anybody had told me that. I still had no clue what to say.

“You are too kind. It is you that is the handsome one.” There, I turned it back on him. It was then that he sent me a picture of himself topless. “That is not fair!”

”Why not?”

”Because I cannot do that.”

”But you could ;)”

”You got what you got!”

”Fair enough. Do you not want me to send you images?”

”Not what I said.”

”So you want me to send you images?”

”Not what I said either.” There was no right or wrong answer. I did not want to say yes, but I was also not about to say no. I wanted them, but having them just made me want him more.

I wanted to make sure that the want was not lust. I wanted to want him for the right reasons. But I will admit, if I just had him one time. Just once inside my pussy. If he could just stretch me back out and use me. Oh God, I swear, I would be a good girl for another ten years.

Dennis and I had playful texts and also some that were a bit more serious about getting to know one another. We had some common ground on music, but movies we would have to work to find a common ground. I was a hard pass on horror and he was not too willing to insider romance. We both knew that the church had a place in our lives, but also agreed that there was room for boundaries. I mean, I am an adult, I was married, I have a kid did the Law of Chastity really need to apply if it was a strong committed relationship?

The two of us kept trying to find a time when we could get back together in person. Dennis by no means made it easy with his selfies. He even sent one of him in the shower. He hid just enough, but enough was there that I had to have a good self-love session that night.

Every time I masturbated it was his penis not my fingers penetrating my warm wet vagina. Where I once would start with one I now started with two and usually ended with at least three if not a fourth finger inside of me. I had seen the outline in the first pic Dennis had sent. He was way larger looking in that pic that my ex. I know pics can be deceiving but damn his penis looked like it was a small arm.

I called one of the ladies from the lunch group to talk to her about all of this. “Look Jen, you will be amazed at what your body will do. Just take it slow, use some extra lube, and go for it when the time was right.”

”but…”

”There is no but girl, you just need to do it. It’s been way to long. Either you do it or get yourself to a nunnery. Text me Saturday, we can go to the sex store and I’ll help you pick out a couple of things.”

I did just that. I texted my friend Saturday morning. Dennis and I were still trying to find a time. Currently it looked it would be the following Saturday at his place. He was hosting all the youth from his ward for an end of summer celebration. My friend finally texted back as Dennis and I had settled on the date for next weekend. She agreed to meet me at a place that was outside of the boundaries for my ward, and I was feeling positive I would not actually see anybody I knew there.

My friend met me at the McDonald’s across town. I jumped into her navy blue minivan and we headed to the store. The two of us talked. Well mainly I talked. I was all over the place talking about Dennis. “Look girl, it is obvious, you like him. You made your play, and now he is making his play. You have to be careful on the next moves or it could just be a wam bam thank you Mam affair.“ I really did not want that. I wanted his touch. I had not been touched in a very long time. The want was more than a want I felt like it was a need.

My friend pulled into the parking lot. I reached for her arm, and told her not to pull all the way up. I looked at the van in front of us and I swore to my friend that I knew that van. The rear window had that family sticker with parents, and six kids, and a dog. My friend looked at me like a was crazy. “She probably just loves sex and being pregnant.”

Maybe that was the case I enjoyed carrying my child. Being a nothing has given me a different sense and feeling of being whole as a person. I sunk down in my seat a bit as I watched two women get closer to the van. It was the Relief Society president and the bishop’s wife. Holy cow, here was two respected women from my ward walking out of a sex shop together. Damn. I wonder what would is going on behind the doors that I don‘t know about? Actually I don’t care, or did I. Hahaha, I think that is the problem sometimes with us church ladies we want to know what we don’t know and that sure is a whole other set of problems.

The two of us sat, and watched as the pulled away I waited till van was out of sight. My friend just sat with her phone texting the other lunch girls. They had a good laugh at my silliness.

The two of us walked in and my friend went over to the counter. She chatted with the lady behind the counter while I stood back a bit. I felt a bit odd just standing so I started to take a slow walk. My eyes had no idea at all the things that were there. I found a wall that was full of different shape, sizes, and I don’t even know dildos. There was one that had to be the size of a small log. I sure hope that was a gag gift. Another was even in the shape of a large farm animal, what in the world? There was a space alien, tentacles and more. I had to move on or I was going to be able to think.

The next room had a lot of leather and metal in it. “I see you found the room that your friends bought stuff from.”

”How do you know?”

”The lady at the counter. I graduated with her. Her older brother took my virginity when I was 17, he was 23. This is all BDSM gear. Some of it is pretty good. Not the gag gift kind of things like these cheap handuffs. Let’s just say your friends bought the good stuff. But lets go back to the previous room.“

Holy cow. I wonder what they did get. There was paddles, whips, floggers - I only knew because my friend later walked me back through and showed off some of the items before we left. There was a bag a person could lay in and they vacuumed it down on the person. A wand that would give electrical shocks. A section of medical items. She picked up these stainless steel tubes. My friend said the were sounds. She winked at me and told me they were for Dennis. All I could do was shake my head. My friend then reached over and picked up something and tossed it in the cart she had. I looked down. She had tossed a speculum into the cart. “Its for my sister. We get crazy shit for one another. She will open it, look at me, shake her head, not want to take it out, then her crazy friend will egg her on, and she will take it out and get beat red. I love it.“

When we had gone back into the other room my friend helped my pick out a dildo. It had decent girth. It was not at all like some of the crazy ones there. She picked out a set of anal training toys for me. Told me I need to get a decent magic wand vibrator, and lots of lube. We eventually made our way back up to the counter.

My friend introduced me to the lady behind the counter. “I am so sorry you know this person,” she said. ”I have known her a long time and she always manages to find a way to make some trouble.” She kept talking as she scanned each item. Before she was done she looked at me and told me that she would give me the friend and family discount. I was very thankful as the bill was cut by a significant amount.

While my friend drove us back she walked through each of the toys I got. She told me that I should start with one of the smaller trainers when I was at home. “My friends love my ass. Don’t listen to some of those prudes out there. I good cock in your ass will do you wonders trust me,” she said. All I could do was smile.

I had never had my ass played with. There was some talk in high school and the first year of college about how some girls would take it there all the time because they were saving their vagina for marriage. I just saved myself. Was it worth it? I guess. But he was not at all a lover so maybe I should have given up my ass back then. At least then I would have had some action then…not like I have been getting any now.

Just before I was about to get out of my friend’s minivan Dennis sent a pic. He was outside on the farm working on a fence. He was soaked from working so hard. His shirt was sticking to his chest. “Damn girl. I would totally hit that. You need to make sure you put your name on that transaction before somebody else does.” We both had a good laugh. I thanked her for all the help and laughs we had shared. She gave me a big hug and a nice little kiss. “Like I said, go get him!”

When I got back to my car I gave Dennis a call. He actually answered. He was beyond excited to have to take a break. I shared with him that I had shared his last picture with a friend. I even told him what she said. “So, when are you going to sign,” he said. I laughed and blushed while I was trying to keep focused on the drive.

I talked right past his comment. If he had been here he could have probably cooked a steak on my face. If I only knew how to really answer. I wanted to say I was ready to sign but I did not want to seem desperate. I really had no clue how this game is played anymore.

”Dennis you know you are just too damn hot.“

“You are just saying it.”

”No really you are amazing.”

”Well thank you.”

”I wish we did not have to wait till next weekend.”

”I know, but it is what it is.”

“I know, it sucks still.“

We continued our flirty conversation like this till I got home. My child was still with his dad so I took my new toys to my bedroom. I took all the toys out of the packaging, and gave them a gentle wash. The dildo was girthy and long, at least 9”, in my hands. I need two hands to give it a good grasp. I looked at the plugs that my friend had picked out. I shook my head at the largest one, but I did figure I could probably, at some point, try the smaller ones.

Dennis sent a pic of hisself from his shower. “Getting ready for my meeting, want to join me?”

“For the meeting, not thank you!”

”In the shower silly girl.”

”Now that would be nice. Go get clean and get to your meeting. I need to make some dinner.”

I did not need to make dinner it was that dildo that need a closer look. I picked it up and licked it around the tip. It was huge. I really wondered if I would even be able to take something like that. my eyes closed and I softly uttered Dennis’ name and swirled my tongue once more around the tip. I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and slowly worked my way down the phallic shaft. The hard rubber of the dildo was not very forgiving nor did it taste very good. But it was not a toy it was Dennis. My mouth was pleasuring his penis and that got me going. The more I thought of him the more I relaxed. The more I relaxed the more I could manage. Slowly up and down. Pushing into the back of my throat. Just the slightest gag and back out.

My vagina ached and it wanted its turn. I took the new toy and rubbed it between my wet aching lips. Rubbing it up over my clit. My brain continued to to imagine that it was Dennis. His hard thick penis pressing against my body. I ached even more for this toy. I wanted to feel the stretch.

I put the toy down, and picked up the lube. I opened the cap and squirted some of the slickness onto myself. YIKES! That was freaking cold. My fingers worked the slick gel into my wet open hole. Mixing it with my natural slickness. I was so wet and slick. I squirted more lube on to the toy and worked my hand up and down the shaft of the toy. In my head I heard Dennis telling me how good it felt.

I took the toy and positioned its head with my opening. Slowly I pushed feeling it open myself up. It had been so long since I had been opened like this. A once-empty hole was getting filled, “Oh Dennis,” I said softly over my lips. I listened to my body and took it slow. Slowly pushing and then pulling back before pushing just a bit more. Then I did it again till I had all the toy I felt I could take.

My vagina was stretched. I felt a new fullness. A new level of pleasure. The only thing more I wanted was to feel Dennis on top of me. To feel him kissing me. To feel his thrusts. The dildo slowly worked its self with my guidance. Each thrust of the toy was another thrust from Dennis. It felt so good. My imagination adding another layer to this.

There was one more toy my friend said I needed to add to this and that was the vibrator with this bulbous vibrating head on it. She said the Magic Wand was magical. I held the dildo inside of myself as I picked up the other toy. I pushed the power button it roared to life. This was not just a vibrator, it was a small engine.

With one hand I worked the dildo, and with the other I laid the vibrator on to my clit. OH MY! The sensations shot through my body like I had just been connected to a car battery. I pushed the button trying to find a vibrating pattern that was not as intense. Pattern after pattern my body screamed for more and more.

“OH Dennis, fuck me!“ I said out loud. My brain was going a thousand miles with images of Dennis ravaging my body. It did not hold back in any of the imagination. It was pulling things in from what I had seen at the store, to the ordinary. Dennis was using my body. I wanted him to use my body. My mouth, my vagina, and even though I had never thought of it in the past even my ass was being ravaged. I held nothing back. Anything I could do to offer Dennis pleasure my brain provided.

My body exploded in orgasmic bliss. I took the Magic Wand off of my clit and just collapsed on the bed. My body glistened with sweat from this new workout. I could feel the wetness on the bedding from where I had been pumping myself with the dildo. It really did not matter at this point in time. My energy was gone. It was much more than a sex coma. There was no way I could move.

I laid there for the next fifteen minutes working to recollect any energy I could. I was finally able to reach for my phone. I looked at myself in the phone. My hair was a mess. I pulled the frame back just enough that one could see my cleavage, snapped a quick pic, and sent it to Dennis. “Wishing you was here ;)” I then scrolled down to my friend and sent a quick text off to her simply saying holly cow. She replied back with a smile.

I managed to roll out of bed. I had an old bathrobe nearby that I covered myself up with loosely. Making my way out to the kitchen I found my Ben and Jerry’s. Sitting down in the living room I picked up my phone and there was a text from Dennis. Once more he had sent an image of hisself. His hand wrapped around his thick hard penis. His body covered with his garment, but this time they were soaked, clinging to his body, the color of his body obscured, but visible. ”I want you!” He said.

The more Dennis and I teased like this the harder it would be. My body was waking up. It no longer seemed that I was destined to be walking to the nunnery. Instead I was going to become a born again sexual being. A woman who had needs and wants that would be fulfilled. My body was wanting to be stuffed. To be penetrated. To be filled. My road back was starting.

There are seven parts before this one:

Part 7

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

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The girls stayed a bit past dinner, but it was a rather early night for everyone. Allison and I said at dinner that we were going to take the weekend for us. Sunday was already church, but Saturday had no plans.

After the girls left Allison and I cuddled up on the sofa downstairs and she put on her favorite Disney movie, A Little Mermaid. The two of us cuddled in together. I held her tight, and just relaxed as she enjoyed the movie. I enjoyed just being with her. She felt so good in my arms.

The next day I woke up to the feeling of something warm and wet around my cock. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I was able to look down and see Allison having the biggest smile in the world. She had said yesterday she wanted her “ice cream,“ and now she was going to start the day with it. I tucked my hands back behind my head and just watched Allison enjoy herself.

”Brad, I love your cock so much. The girls are so jealous that I am getting to enjoy it.”

”I am just enjoying that you love it so much.” I felt her mouth going down my shaft. Her warm wet mouth enveloping my hard “iron rod.” It felt amazing. Her tongue swirling, and teasing my length. Slowly down and then back up. She was savoring my shaft like it was a fine piece of steak. “Allison I am the luckiest person. Ah god damn, that feels so good.”

Allison pulled off my cock and then gave my balls a little lick. “How did that feel?“ The girls said I needed to make sure to give our balls a little love too.”

”Just do what ever it is you want to do. I am not about to complain. You make me feel way too good.”

“You deserve it. You work so hard, and you treat me well. I want you to feel real good.”

I pulled Allison up to me. Her naked body laid on top of mine. Feeling her breasts against my chest was driving me crazy. My cock was pressing up against her wet virginal opening. I could feel her heat as she pushed just slightly back.

My head reached just slightly up to meet her tender lips. We kissed slowly, and with passion. This was not the kisses that said fuck me but the kisses that said I love you and cherish you.

Thankfully as we kissed she needed to pull herself up a bit. Her warm wet pussy moved just enough away from my cock that it took the temptation away for a moment. But feeling it there was driving my little brain crazy.

What might it feel like to actually have myself inside of Allison? My cock was going crazy. It wanted to penetrate her so badly. It wanted to feel her pussy walls clenching around its girth. I knew that was not right, and I fought those urges to the end. It was a hard fight but the big brain and heart were determined to win against the little brain.

I rolled Allison over and nibbled on her neck. She had these soft little moans that just made my cock even harder. She knew how to drive me wild. I moved down to her breasts. Suckling her left then her right nipple. She tasted so good. I loved feeling these little buds in my mouth. There really is nothing more relaxing than enjoying a woman’s breasts, but even more so is enjoying the breasts of the woman you truly love.

Allison ran her hands into my hair. “Brad, that feels so good,” she said as she gave another chorus of soft moans. I continued to give her breasts the love and care they needed.

Her moans drove a bit of wetness up my shaft and out my head. I could feel the precum building. My cock kept saying to me, “Let me climb in her.” I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to join with Allison and be one. It was getting harder and harder to fight back the urges.

Slowly I kissed down to her smooth mound. Little tender kisses on top of her smoothness. Tenderly down lower and lower over her lucious labia. My tongue sliding in between her lips. Swirling. Teasing. Sampling her honey from her sweet vagina. I just sucked in a bit of her inner lips tasting her. Playing with her. Allison moaned a bit louder.

Allison’s moans drove me to do more and more. My tongue swirled around her swollen clit. Sucking, flickering, and more moans! I took a finger and slowly pushed into her vagina. She was so warm and wet. My finger glistened from her honey. The more she moaned the more I teased her clit. The more she moaned the more my finger explored inside of her.

I moved and wiggled my finger all around inside of Allison. I found a spot towards the top of her vagina that had her moan even louder. “Don’t stop Brad don’t stop,” She said. Her moans deeper, and louder. Allison was moving her hips to try to meet my finger as I continued to wiggle it about inside of her.

The more I played with her pussy the harder my cock throbbed. It wanted her. I wanted her. I needed her. Her body was driving me crazy. I pushed a second finger into her. Once more teasing the top of her vaginal wall. My mouth sucking and teasing her swollen clit. I felt her grab onto my hair as her muscles clinched down my on my fingers. Allison exploded into bliss. Her orgasmic joy filled the room. I pulled back from her clit, and held my fingers inside as she rode her wave of excitement. I laid there between her legs with a big goofy grin on my face.

”What are you looking at?” She asked as she finally was able to regain her composure.

”Just looking at the woman I love.”

”Well don’t do that.”

”Why not?”

”I don’t know.”

I slid up next to her and held on to her. I gave her nose a little kiss. “Brad, I did not make you cum yet.”

”it is not about me it is about you.”

”But I want to make you cum!” With that Allison slid once more between her legs. My cock was well engorged. I watched as she opened wide to take my shaft into her mouth. It felt amazing. The only thing more amazing would be having my cock inside of her vagina. I closed my eyes and just thought of that.

My thick hard cock sliding in and out of Allison’s pussy. What an amazing feel it would be. The more that Allison went up and down on me the closer she got me. My little head had me thinking of sending my sperm deep inside of Allison. The thought of my cum coating her cervix. My sperm racing into her womb looking for that egg. The idea of fertilizing her egg and making a new human. ”I am going to cum!” She sucked and worked harder with my announcement.

Allison had me firing my cannon into her mouth. I knew it was going to be a monumental load. I opened my eyes and watched. Allison was holding the tip of my cock in her mouth as rope after rope filled her mouth. She swallowed, but there was more. She swallowed once more as my cock had stopped firing. She pulled her hand from the base of my cock up making sure she drained every last drip of the salty treat I had delivered.

The two of us laid there on the bed snuggling. It was a joyful bliss knowing I had just given Allison so much pleasure. Her head rested on my chest. The two of us curled up nude with one another. Our shared warmth keeping our glow intertwined. We could not help falling back asleep like that.

A couple hours later Allison’s phone buzzed. It was the group chat with the girls. She picked up the phone, gave it a quick read, and then snapped a pic of the two of us and sent it to them. There was a few more buzzes, but Allison just ignored them for the moment in time. “They will be jealous, but they know you are mine. Does not mean they will not tease me and say things.”

”As long as you are o’kay with it.“

”I am with that. Just not sure about the teasing they say about actually wanting you. I mean I am kind of flattered that they think you are hot, but I just don’t know.”

”Well, the boundaries have not been there. A lot has happened, and that is the problem with ‘crazy nights.’ It seems like a bunch of fun, you cross over, and then you just cannot take it back. I had a good conversation with Lisa last night. She talked about how all of you have agreed to share, and then on top of that the four of you have been exploring with each other.”

”I know. It all goes against everything I have ever been told. But damn it it feels so good, and the girls are all just amazing. We talked how what we were doing does not define us as gay or something. Everyone was just having fun, or like me curious.“

”Right and then there was Truth or Dare night.”

”I still cannot believe what happened.”

”I know. What in the world did you do.”

Allison turned a shade of red, “Don’t remind me. Me and your cock.“

”Yeah, you showed me off, and now look.”

“Yeah, the other three want your penis like there is no other penises out there.”

“Well, I guess if they want it…”

”Wait a minute there mister! That is my penis.”

”Oh, you own it now.”

“Well I don’t own it, but I want it.”

”Your friends want it too.”

”Again, don’t remind me. Cynthia was saying that her parents don’t realize that she knows this, but they apparently have ‘friends’ that they both ‘do things’ with. She said she came home one day and her mom’s friend was just leaving but he was getting dressed and her mom was in the shower. The girls were like Brad could be ‘our friend!’”

”Seems like a plan.”

”Oh, they want it to be a plan. Lisa talks a good game, but she is like me, a virgin. The other two have had sex. All three of them had fooled around so they knew a bunch more than me. I think I have just been making up for the lost time.”

“Allison, you don’t have to make up for anything.”

“I just don’t want you to be disappointed. I want to please you.”

”You do please me, and it is not just please, you PLEASE me. If ya get what I mean.”

The girls sent a sad looking face to Allison. “See, this is what I get. They want you just for your penis. I would hate for something to happen and I lose you, or even lose them. They all need to get their own penis.”

”and maybe then they will then all eight of the group can be friends.”

”I don’t know if I would want a different penis, but I will admit I do like just us girls. It is different. I like you and I, and I want you and I, but there is also just something being with the three of them.”

“I want you and I too. I want you to be happy as well. I don’t think you will find an answer right now. Let’s shower, and get out of the house.”

Allison and I took a nice shower together. We kissed, and enjoyed the warm spray from the shower head. I was able to wash her back and she washed mine. After the shower Allison wanted my help in picking out what to wear. She picked out three out fits. I picked the sundress. Normally she would have a white t-shirt under it, but today she decided to be a bit brazen for herself and left her modesty behind.

By the time we were both ready it was about 11. We decided we would drive out of the immediate area and pick up some lunch, and then just drive around and see what was out there. Allison sat close to me as we drove. We managed to find a little hole in the wall lunch counter and took a couple sandwiches and drinks to go. I drove and ate as we just enjoyed one another.

The conversation flowed as we talked about many things. Allison had made up her mind and was going to study to be a dental hygienist. She had already put in the application for the school, and figured she would be able to start in the spring. In the meantime, she was going to start working at a daycare once the schools started back up.

Occasionally the girls would text into the conversation and we would talk a bit more about them, her, and I. Allison was really comfortable with the three and enjoyed the crazy with them. She confessed that she would be sad if she lost that connection and openness with them. Her biggest conflict was when I was in the picture. I looked over at Allison and I said to her, “Look, no sense in not knowing anything. Lay it all out there with them. What is it that they want, and what is that you don’t want. But you need to decide before then are you willing to share me or not share me?”

Allison sat next to me for the next ten minutes and said nothing. After she had some time to think about things she turned to me and said, “What do you want?” That was a hard question. The three girls were all very attractive. I had thought about the idea and debated with a couple guys at work if we were really to have just one partner. I saw my parents and others in the church. Many seemed happy but you also knew that so and so was talking to so and so and that usually meant that they were doing much more than helping to fix the fence. Don’t get me wrong I don’t think my parents ever cheated and they were great role models, but dad does have more “business trips“ than he once did, and mom has a few more meetings that she once did…

I looked Allison in the eye and said, “I am game for whatever you decide you want and or willing to do. I know this. I know I love you, and you are the one I want to be with. I also know that there is a big question about monogamy and sex. I have had sex, but I have never made love to a person. Fucking sure feels good, but what I did with you this morning was a whole different feeling.”

”So when you are with me it is different? Like you would enjoy it if it was Lisa, right? But it would just be sex. But if you were in me you would be making love?”

”Yeah, that is how I would see it. The connection I have with you is special. It is something I just cannot put words fully to.”

”Do you want to have sex with the girls?”

”I would not go out of my way to make it happen. They are all cute and adorable, but they are not you.”

”But would you?”

”If you and I were not you and I right this moment, then yes, I would have sex with them. But you and I are you and I and as such…”

”No, I get it!” Allison leaned into me and kissed me. “So when are you going to talk to my dad?” She looked at me with a very evil grin and smiled.

I looked back at Allison and said, “Well it will not be next week. There is one more week before they get back from vacation. One more week were you can have a ‘crazy night.’ Who knows what will happen after that week. Guess you just have to wait and see if I do or don’t talk to him.”

Allison gave my arm a good smack. “Bradley middle name last name don’t you dare tease and yank my chain. If you plan to or don’t plan to you best let me know. Especially if you don’t plan to, and if that is the case I will cut your very small penis off!”

”Is that so?”

”That is. I would like to think you are not just kissing me to get with my friends!”

”Never. Allison Elizabeth, I love you!”

Dinner with Dennis and the boys was more enjoyable than I had considered. My nerves were sky high, but seeing him brought down the anxiety. He provided a level of comfort that I had not been accustomed to. Dennis did everything in his power to make me feel comfortable. He got up and got the drinks. He took care of the table. He took care of the food. I was a guest in his house and he treated me like royalty.

The drive over to Dennis’s house was not as long as I expected. The house was more of a little farm. They had a couple of pigs, a couple of cows, and some chickens. When I got there the boys were out having some fun chasing and being chased by the rooster. Dennis was really modest about the place. It was more than I had. The pool and hot tub would have been nice additions at my place if there had been the room and the money for that

Dennis knew how to keep a conversation flowing, and most importantly how to not make it just focused on himself. The hard part during all of this was I knew I wanted to get to know him, I was not sure what his intentions were at all. Thankfully he made it a bit more clear at the end. Dennis walked me out to my car. My kid had gotten in the car and the doors were closed. That is when Dennis asked, “Do you think I might be able to call on you again?” I gave him a shy hesitation and then told him that I would like that.

The next couple of weeks we texted back and forth. Dennis was busy with his job, and was out of state during that time. It was nice that he always took a moment to say good morning or good night. He shared his day with little pics here and there. Sometimes it was something he was eating, or a view, or best of all it was him. I always made sure to let him know that I loved and appreciated when it was him. The heart emoji was getting well overused on my end. It was also nice that Dennis was not bringing up sex.

My head was doing its best to reawaken me. Every time I got a new pic of Dennis my brain said, “Hot stuff.” My vagina would quiver just a bit, and I would feel that warmth and wetness that I had not felt in years. I had gone from occasionally masturbating, to frequently masturbating. My fingers had become Dennis’s cock in my head. I would lay in bed, or stand in the shower with the latest selfie stuck in my head. My brain would take me places and would pretend that it was him filling me. That it was Dennis making me moan. It really had been a long time since I had felt anything like this.

I had a lunch date with some of my girlfriends that are not in the church. I had a good balance. I was this group’s conservative voice, and I lived my years being a “nun”vicariously through them. We would get together every couple of months, have lunch, and share stories. Some of the ladies in the group had some wild streaks to them. They had been married, a couple a few times, and one was married in name only.

They would say the wildest things and I would sit there, turn red, and tell them they really should be more careful. I would have them give me that look that said, “Jen, come join us! Live a bit of the wild side.” I had thought about it a couple of times. I had wanted to find myself a nice church guy, get back to the temple as a husband and wife and be sealed to my new spouse. Every time I was about to say yes to the ladies I would get pulled back.

The ladies would go off and have their adventure. I am getting a bit red in the face just thinking about the things they have done. A couple of them have gone to these adult only resorts. They come back and tell us all about the different people they met. The intimate details of the people they have met. Another of my friends, after watching Fifty Shades of Grey decided she wanted to experience it. She went to this hotel take over. Holy cow! Then she tried to convince me that I should go with her. She said that allowing herself to submit freely was so freeing, and at the same time so rewarding.

Today at lunch I spoke up. I told the ladies about “my man.” I told them about how I was actually enjoying myself. I blushed hard sharing the little pieces I did share. It was good to be able to share. All of them were supportive and encouraging. Instead of being shamed for masturbating they encouraged me. One of the ladies said that it was natural and that more of us should really think about self care than what we do. It was embarrassing opening up, but it was amazing to just feel supported and loved by the group. I knew that if I had shared this with my church friends I would have been made to feel dirty and shamed for what I had been doing.

That night Dennis and I had a virtual date planned. About thirty minutes before our date Dennis called. “Hey Jen, I am sorry, work is crazy, and I am going to have to cancel,” he said. I understood. We at least got a few minutes to talk. He was really stressed and said that the deadline was tomorrow at 5 and they had to go back and redo a bunch of stuff. I did understand and I assured him that I understood. Dennis was more than apologetic about the whole thing. “Just know that I was looking forward to a bit of us time!” Just hearing him say that melted me a way I never could have expected.

Dennis checked in a couple times that night. He was going to be late and he made sure I knew that by no means did I need to stay up and wait on him as he could not even give me a time when he was going to make it back to his hotel.

My child was at his dad’s for the night so I was a bit disappointed to not have the date night, but I made the best of it. I had taken a nice hot shower. The shower was longer than normal as I took some time for me. The girls had always talked about how they would go to the spa and get a wax. I was not ready to dive headfirst like that, but I did decide to clean up my pubic hair a bit.

I know some of the ladies out there in other circles I am in would totally frown and disparage this. I even questioned it. Why, was hair not natural? Why would anybody want a woman looking like this? I read up a bit before I took this small jump. I was just going to shave the sides of my labia and leave some of my strawberry blonde hairs on top.

A new razor, some scissors, and a good shave cream were all part of my tools. Before I got in the shower I took the little plastic comb and the scissors and trimmed up my pubic hair. If I chickened out it would still be o’kay. I had my bush still, and it would all grow back. I had a nice pile of hair on the floor. I swept it up and slid it into the trash can.

Reaching into the shower I turned on the water. I let the hot water run over my body relaxing me as I ran over my checklist not once, but twice. I had put my phone up on the shower wall were I could look up and see a selfie of Dennis I had put on the screen. As I stood there I just imagined his arms around me. His strength holding me tight. His hands soaping my body. His fingers pulling the sensitive skin of my labia tight and running the razor over me.

When I finally got out of the shower I had the chance to really give myself a look. I stood there in the mirror looking at my body. This little change actually made me feel sexier. I did something because I wanted to change it. It was my choice. It felt good about it. I really did like the look. I wrapped myself in my towel and went to the kitchen, and got myself some dessert - Ben and Jerry’s never disappoints, and sat down just enjoying my sweet treat that had bit of salty pretzel in it creating a nice balance.

The girls from lunch had talked about in the past how they would feel empowered by their nudity. They would not hide but would be proud of their body.

The house was empty, it was just me so I took the towel off and decided this was my night. I went back to the bedroom. Normally I would have a t-shirt, pajama pants, and slippers at the ready. Not tonight. I had my selfies of Dennis and I had my bed.

I curled up on my bed. My brain flipped through the selfies. I did not even need my phone. I laid there enjoying each image of him as my left hand softly petted my soft smooth labia. Slowly stroking feeling the smooth skin against the tips of my fingers. The soft caresses felt amazing, and I know I was glowing. All I could was think of Dennis. Wishing he was here, now, lying next to me.

I don’t know what really convinced me to be so bold but I picked up my phone, crossed my right arm over my breasts, and smiled! I had never in my life ever taken a picture like that. What was even more shocking was that before I could even talk myself out of doing anything more I had sent it to Dennis. At some point Dennis was going to open his phone and find a picture of me, topless, my arm hiding what it could of my C-cup breasts, and having the biggest smile in the world. I followed the selfie up with the words, “I miss you!”

I had just broken a wall that I did not know needed breaking. I had a brief moment of remorse, but then I remembered one of the girls from the lunch bunch had said once better to find out sooner rather than later if they are really into ya. I guess I was going to find out how much Dennis was into me. After that brief moment of shock, concern, and embarrassment I let myself embrace it. Dennis was either going to like what he saw, or he was going to run screaming. Either way I was going to put my phone down and wait till tomorrow to find out what his reaction was going to be.

The next day I woke up. I looked over at my phone. I wanted to pick it up. I wanted to see what Dennis had to say, but at the same time I wanted to just leave It there. If it was bad I did not want to know. But what if it was good I wanted desperately to know it was good. I found a t-shirt and pulled it over my naked body. My nipples poked through the thin material. Since meeting Dennis my nipples had been getting more and more sensitive. I found that the more I masturbated and touched my whole body the stronger my climax was.

I walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen and made some toast. I walked back up to the bedroom and closed my eyes. I reached for my phone. I opened my eyes and looked at the screen. There was a message from Dennis. Please let it be positive. I clicked on his name. He had sent a selfie.

Dennis was in his garment bottoms. He was gripping his hard cock. I could see from the image that he was very thick. There was a bit of wetness at the tip of his rigid member that was being hidden by the white material. He added, “This is for you!” Damn him!

Just looking at that selfie made me want him even more. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to pull those garments off of Dennis and let his monster penis free. I wanted to feel him pushing my walls. Filling me. I wanted to feel that gush of warmth as his orgasm filled my vagina. His self while not displaying its full glory was providing enough to have my brain start to go into overdrive.

We should not have sex. He and I were both members of the church. We knew what we had been taught. But it had been YEARS since I had felt anything like this. Now I wanted it. It was not just a want, but it was a need. I needed to feel Dennis. I needed to feel him in my hands, in my mouth, and in my vagina.

I could feel the wetness dripping from me and running down my leg. I also knew I needed to get dressed so I would not be late to work, but all I could do was think of him as I looked at that selfie of his covered cock.

If he was here I would bent over this bed. I would let him take me. I would give my vagina to him so he could let some of his stress go. His thrusts. His moans. I knew they would be for me. It was my body turning him on and in return he would use me and fill me with his seed.

There was a real temptation to call in to work and tell them I was going to be late. The primal urges I was experiencing screamed at me to do it. My child was going to be home tonight and I would not have the extra freedom like I had last night. It was a struggle, but int he end I knew what was right. I had to choose the right. I fought the temptations and got myself dressed and went to work.

Work was not easy as my attention was on Dennis. A couple coworkers walked past during the day and commented that I looked really happy. I was! I had Dennis, in my head at least. I had the wetness between my legs reminding me that I was actually human and had desires. I had a brain that was taking some of the stories from lunch and putting he and I into them. I got nothing done at work, but I did Dennis more times during that 8 hours than was probably possible. Thankfully Dennis would be home soon, and hopefully we could have a real date.

I had gotten divorced several years ago. My child’s father and I had married young, and we had gotten pregnant rather quickly. Having a baby, being newlyweds, and not having much money really complicated things. I had to focus on our baby. He had to work. There really was no time for us, and there was no money to be able to occasionally have a nice night out.

Honestly, I did my best to be a mom, and a wife. It is really hard trying to be both at the same time in a young marriage. My husband eventually started to stray. He would come home late, the signs were there. I went through the emotions and blamed myself and tried to do more to bring his attention back to me, but in the end the effort was valid, but it was not worth it.

He and I separated, and divorced. My ex stayed close and we had a good co-parenting relationship, but that was all. If I am being honest I am thankful that is all it was. I talked to some of the other ladies and they had fallen and gone back to their ex at times when they felt they needed something. What I needed was for my child to be healthy, develop normally, and work to become an amazing young person. Needless to say several of the years after my divorce were spent being a mom.

I had not dated. Had not even considered the idea. I was working hard trying to make sure we had the money we needed. I worked hard to make sure my child had opportunities. There was not the time to go out. Some of my friends from time to time early on had tried to set me up, but I would always turn them down. Eventually the efforts became less and less.

Don’t get me wrong I did miss having a connection with another human. There were the occasional urges. A good shower and some extra batteries and I would usually be good for a few more months. It was probably better than anything a man might be able to provide.

Things however would eventually change. My child would get older. They would start to be a bit more independent. Believe it or not they were the one to say to me that I needed to do something for me.

I laughed it off. I laughed it off initially, but I started to ponder. Look. I even allowed myself to kind of consider a bit. The more I started to ponder and consider the more I could really feel my body start to activate.

The more my body wanted to activate the more my head wanted to try and stop it, “No body will want you, You are not good looking enough, or if nobody wanted you then why would they want you now.” It was a real struggle. I would have the high and feel like I was on my way back to being a woman. My pussy would get excited, I could feel it in my breasts, and I was wanting to masturbate more. I even allowed myself to order a new toy online. But as I would start to play and feel that sexual energy I would feel a bit of shame, guilt, and once more be back in my head.

I was at the stake center waiting for my child to get done with an activity. It was a beautiful day and several of the parents were standing out and about enjoying the sun, the warm crisp air of spring, and listening to the songbirds in the tree. There was a dad standing over by the door talking to a couple. I recognized the couple from another ward, but did not recognize the dad.

The dad looked amazing, but in this world I am sure he was married as that was really the culture of this church. The dad was tall. Anybody was taller than me as I was only 5’3”. I had long strawberry hair that flowed over my shoulders. Everyone always said I had an amazing smile. I only had my child, but my body had changed with having my kid. My hips had gotten a bit wider, and spending my time chasing their activities I had added a little weight. I was not by any means fat, but I was not that skinny athletic girl that you always envisioned attracting the guys.

The kids started to come out of the building. My kid was walking with somebody new. The two stopped at the dad that I had put my eyes on. I am sure I was turning a little red just from that. My kid had walked up to me and was asking if he could join the other kid and his dad when the dad and kid walked over to us.

”Hi, I am Dennis.” Damn he was amazing. He was tall, probably a good foot above me. His shoulders were broad, his arms muscular, and his face friendly, but yet rugged.

I smiled back, reached out my hand and said, “Hi, I am Jennifer.”

”The kids wanted to get lunch. Why don’t you join us. There is a Chipotle just down the road.” I should have said no. I should have said to my kid that we had something to do and then came up with something for us to do. But my vagina was saying, “Damn Jen, look at him!” I could feel myself starting to be a little tingly.

I am sure I had a bit of a school girl laugh, but I said sure, I would love to have the two of us join the two of you. My kid walked over to my car, and I watched Dennis and his kid walk over to his car. My eyes watched as his butt trailed away from me.

”Mom, lets go! I am hungry.” The sound of my kid snapped me back to the reality. If anybody had been watching I am sure they saw my lustful eyes and body stand still as the man walked away.

The Chipotle was close by. My kid told me a bit about the activity. I tried to listen but all I could do was think about that human I had just been putting eyes on. I would nod, and ask a brief question. I wanted to hear what my child was saying, but my body wanted something very different. This was the first time in years that the physical me was really awake.

The four of us met up inside the store. The boys were in front of us and ordered, then me, and then the man. He had placed in this order and I had not really thought about it. When I got up to the register he directed me to go with the boys and help find a good place for all to sit as he had the bill.

The boys did not want to seen with us adults so I found a spot that allowed them to be just off to the side. Dennis brought the trays of food over, and then went and got us drinks. How sweet, and at the same time wow. What a gentleman taking care of me like this.

Dennis and I talked as we ate. He and his kid had moved into our stake recently. His wife had died a few years ago, and he was moving to be closer to family so they might be able to help out a bit. He had been traveling for work a good deal recently and the family help was needed. He commented that he was glad to see the kids getting along, and having fun.

The kids came over to the table and asked if they might be able to go back to Dennis’s place. Dennis looked over at me, “I can take them back with me, and we can meet back here, or you could come over and join us for dinner. Totally up to you.” I looked at my kid. It was heart warming seeing them making a new friend. I said it was ok to go, and even said I would love to join them for dinner.

What was I thinking? Was that forward of him, or was that forward of me? I did not know what was going on. I was not thinking. I know the way that guys are driven by the small brain between their legs. Let me tell you that the warm wet feeling between my legs was leading me.

Dennis and the boys drove off in his maroon Camry. I got back into my late model Jetta and drove back to my house. Before I had driven home Dennis and I exchanged numbers and addresses. He said he would text when he got home and had a better idea as to when he might have dinner ready.

I had just gotten home, walked into my bedroom, put down my purse and was in the process of getting ready for a shower when I got the text letting me know that they had gotten home, and that he would have dinner ready at 6:30. Dennis also sent a selfie of him, standing in front of his house, “Just wanted to give ya a pic so you knew where we were.”

That pic was more than I needed. I had already taken off my shirt. I had pushed down my shorts. Reaching behind me I unclasped my bra letting the straps slide forward the material separated from my C-cup breasts. My nipples grew harder from the cool air in the room. My panties were already wet as my brain had been thinking of so many different things as I had driven home.

Now I had this selfie. This handsome face. A rugged face that was full of kindness. Strength, but gentle. My head started to feel his arms wrapping around my body. I could just about smell him as my brain felt him. I was becoming putty just thinking about this. My right hand cupped my breasts and gently squeezed. It was his hand, not mine. It was his strength feeling my smooth skin. His fingers rolling and pinching my sensitive big eraser nipples.

My eyes were closed. All I could do was think about this man and what his body might be like. I went back over the image in my head slowly undressing him. Feeling how strong he was. helping him slowly step out of his jeans, Then his polo. Caressing his muscles and just falling for that manly form.

Then I helped him take off his garments. I imagined him with a hairy chest. Running my fingers through his chest. Feeling his heart beat as I ran my fingers over his strong muscular chest. Eventually pushing my hands down and pulling the garment bottoms off of him. His hard erect penis sprung from the confines. His big white cock. It was thick. It was big. It was going to be mine.

My fingers parted my labia. My fingers were not mine, they were his. His manly fingers played with my clit. My fingers betrayed me as my head continued to see him. His teasing. His warmth. He was penetrating my wet vagina with one finger as he continued to tease my clit, then a second one plunging into my warm wet vagina. His fingers making me feel full.

He pulled his fingers from my body and slowly licked each finger. “Jennifer you are amazing,“ I heard him say in my head as my fingers went once more back down to my vagina, but this time it was not his fingers penetrating me it was his huge penis. Slowly parting my lips. Slowly I could feel his thickness. He was pushing my walls in a way that they had not been pushed in such a long time. I had never had something so large inside of me like this before.

My body felt full. I had no idea how I was taking him. My fingers slowly moved back and forth as I rubbed my clit. All I could think about was this man taking me. I really wanted this more than I had wanted anything in such a long time. When I say I wanted this it was not a junior high girl with a crush. It was an actual physical need. I was attracted to this man. My body was waking up. It was saying, “Jennifer, you have needs and this is the man to fulfill those needs.”

I had cum, but my fingers were not ready to stop. They kept the pressure on my clit. Two fingers had become three and four. My thumb kept the pressure, but fingers kept moving in and out. He was slowly filling my void with his cock.

I wanted him. I wanted him to erupt inside of me. I wanted to I feel his warmth gush. That feeling as he ejaculates sending his seed up against my cervix. Past my opening, and into my womb. His sperm looking to find an egg. That union of sperm and egg making the two of us one as he seed grows in my belling.

My head just kept thinking about this, Dennis ejaculating and giving me his cum. His cum claiming my body. How warm it would feel. How great it would feel. His thickness pressing against my walls. His penis moving back and forth providing me pleasure as my walls pleasured him.

I could not hold back any more as I climaxed for the second time. My walls clasping down on his member. Massaging his shaft. My moans filling the once silent space in the bedroom. For once I was thankful to be alone for if somebody would have been around there would have been way too much explaining to have been done.

My body was tired. I collapsed there on the bed unable to move as I felt his hardness slip from my vagina. His body rolling to the side, but holding me tight. I closed my eyes for just a moment. The phone buzzed. It was Dennis asking if I could pick up some dessert. I looked at the time. I had an hour before I needed to leave if I was not stopping at the store.

I really did collapse. My body had not had a workout like that in a very long time. I had a nap that was amazing. Post-sex naps can really be something, but now I needed to get myself going, and quickly.

Quickly was also the problem. This was not a sweatpants kind of dinner. I needed to make sure I looked AMAZING. I stressed about what I had in the closet. There was no time to check with my friends. I picked out a dress that I knew was cute, showers quickly, and took my time making sure I looked perfect! One final look and I was off to dinner. Hopefully my brain was not playing games with me. Hopefully Dennis would see more than a mom. It was now or never for me to get back in the game.

There are six parts before this one:

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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I got to work, and was changing in the back of my work truck when there was a knock on the door. It was George. “Dude, I have not had the chance to clean your truck yet. But what the fuck was that last night?” I gave him a look. “No I want her, I am into her. She is crazy.“ I gave that all knowing smile back as I got my pants pulled up. I told George I needed to head out to get on my calls, but that the truck best be cleaned soon. He told me not to worry. We both had a quick laugh, and moved on to our day.

I got down the road and pulled in to the gas station that we could use. There was a couple of our trucks in front of me so I picked up the phone, sent a quick good morning to Allison, and then started to scroll up through her texts from last night. Holy “crazy night!” The girls are liberated, crazy, free spirited, and love to share. One more truck to go. If it had been a group of guys in some of those pictures there sure would be some negative name calling going on. Girls just seem to be a lot more playful with each other from my observations. Since it is my observations I could also be wrong.

It was my turn to get out and fill up the truck. I took my phone with me so that if Allison did respond I would have the chance to catch her then, rather than later. The pump was about just about done when I felt the vibration. It was Allison. She had a sheet pulled up and tucked around her chest, she was smiling. I could see one of the girls next to her sound asleep. She quietly said good morning and did a quick circle around the room. All of the girls were still asleep and in a pile here or there. You could make out some clothes and some empty bottles. With that evidence, and what was sent to me I kind of figured that Allison and I should probably take the next day a bit easy. I know I would enjoy a lazy pool day and tomorrow would be perfect as I had a day off from work.

The day went. Today I was making scheduled service calls. There were several repairs that needed to be addressed from all the emergency work that had been done to just try and get people some cool air. It was still hot. The devil had to be walking amongst as hot as it was. Allison and I had some brief texts. Her and the girls were showering, heading back, and were going to relax and recover around the pool. I offered to cook diner when I got back but they had to get the food. I texted over a shopping list, and went back to focusing on my day.

Allison was cute all day. Sending me little updates, telling me she loved me. I could not help but send back little messages letting her know that I loved her too. I was really looking forward to getting back. Giving her a hug, and making dinner for everyone.

I got back to the yard, restocked the work truck, and jumped into my truck. It was not a bad day at all. A couple of the jobs took a bit more than I originally thought, but I felt accomplished. I found some good tunes on the am radio. It was music. The truck was old. It is what it is. I sent a quick text to Allison letting her know I was on my way home. She sent a picture of her and the girls lounging around the pool. They all had their bikini tops on and big smiles. To be young. To have this time. I was envious, but I also enjoyed what I did.

I parked my truck up at my parents house. I took a moment to go inside and say hi to my family. My mom was always glad to see me. She invited Allison and I over for dinner Sunday. I told her I would need to double check with Allison but it would most likely be a date. I gave her a quick hug, an headed down to the girls.

Allison met me at the door with a huge hug. “I have missed you.”

“I have missed you too.”

”Brad, I really need some ice cream,” as she gave me a wink. “The girls have not stopped talking about you from our game of truth and dare so all I have been able to do is think about you and your cock.”

”Sounds like all FOUR of you have been able to do is think about my cock,” as I gave her my own wink back. I never really pictured myself being the object of desire. But hey if this lil group wanted to be mine…

”Do I have to share,” asked Allison as she rubbed my cock through my work pants.

”You know that is really up to you. I looked over at you when we played the game.”

”And if I shook my head no?”

”I would have honored that.”

”but the girls really wanted…”

”Just because they want, do you have to?”

”I know. But here is the thing you may not know. We have all talked a bit. The four of us that is have talked. And well, we kind of decided that no matter what we would all share in life. Then Cynthia asked what about our boyfriends, and looked over at me. I blushed of course. Smiled. And said nothing so they all took that as a yes. So, ya might get a little extra attention.”

Today the whole idea of open relations and non-monogomy is common place in conversations. There still is a bit of taboo associated with it, especially in the church, but there is more acceptance. At this point in our life we really did not know what any of this was. It was just a group of girls that had been close, was getting closer, and me.

“Allison, I love you. I will do whatever makes you happiest.“

”What would really make me happiest right now would be that ‘ice cream”

”Let me shower, and then come on up and you can have all the ‘ice cream’ you want.”

Allison was more that excited. She had a little jump and a huge smile. I just loved the fact that she wanted to suck my cock. Ya hear so many of the guys around the shop that love their lady, but are so damn frustrated because they will not suck the dick.

I was really truly blessed. Allison was amazingly beautiful. She had a good group of friends that had crazy, but controlled crazy. I don’t think I could really have asked for anything better. I made my way to the shower, cranked the hot water up, and stood there letting the water soak me.

I heard the door open, and then close. Slowly I felt one hand and then a second had reach around my chest pulling me back just a bit as a pair of breasts squeezed in to my back with the soft hug. I turned around. Allison had decided to join me in the shower.

“I could not wait Brad.”

“I see that, and I have not yet had my shower pee.”

”Why wait. I pee in the shower too.”

”No, I couldn’t, not in…” Allison was standing close to me when I felt something a bit warm flowing over my leg. I looked down and there was a bit of yellow run back behind me towards the drain. “You cheeky girl.” Allison smiled and blushed all at the same time.

”Guess I just marked what was mine.”

She was very happy with herself. It was a bit odd playing what had just happened back over in my head. “Maybe I should claim what is mine then?” I ran my fingers between her pussy lips and teased her clit. Allison closed her eyes and her body relaxed as I teased her. My finger playing at her vaginal opening and circling back over her clit.

”Brad, I want that! I want to feel you inside of me. I want that thick hard cock so bad.“

”I know you do Allison, I know you do.” I also knew that she would be even more conflicted and in the end probably regret if I had taken her there in the shower. It was hard to keep myself from pushing that beyond the tease, but I kept my restraint.

“Brad, Please I need you,” She moaned.

I knelt down as best as I could in the shower. It was not at all comfortable but it was about Allison. I guided her leg over to the edge of the tub opening her up to me. My tongue slowly parted her lips. I was swirling over her swollen labia. Savoring her honey. Slowly teasing her vagina. Little kisses and then a lick up and a suck on her clit. Her soft moans encouraging me to keep it going.

Several girls in high school wanted to be that virginal bride, but they were wild. We all talked. It was never long after something happened and others would know. Those were the girls that would give up the ass, but never fully give up the pussy. I never really understood it at that point in time, but now I was seeing how that might be a path to connection and feeling that physical love.

I took a longer swish with my tongue and circle her tight cute asshole and then ran back over her clit. Her moan had gotten just that bit louder as I circled the rim of her asshole. It was a fun tease that I did a few more times, before I needed to stand back up.

The two of us kissed, and Allison took her turn. Slowly I felt her mouth swallow my cock. Her mouth was warm and wet. She slowly worked her way down my “iron rod.” Her eyes were closed. The feeling of her tongue. I was in a new state of existence.

I really wanted her to take more time, but the warm water was starting to fade. She felt it too because she went to work. Working quicker she worked herself up and down savoring the girth of my swollen cock. I looked down. My breathing was getting quicker. I could feel my balls pulling up. I was getting close.

Just then the door opened and the three girls came rushing into the bathroom opening up the shower. “We are getting hungry, don’t the two of you think you could hurry this up?” The three of them went into a big hug making over-the-top kissing sounds.

My focus stayed on Allison as my hands rested on her head. As the girls made their noises I made mine. A good guttural cum erupted into Allison’s mouth. She savored every drop and made sure to pull her hand from the base on up. Getting every drop I had.

Allison came off my cock with a bit of a pop, and looked over at the girls, “All done.” She stood up, stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel and left the bathroom. The other girls teasingly chased after her and left me the last two minutes of lukewarm water to finish my shower.

I pulled on a pair of swim shorts and headed down to the kitchen. The girls were still giving Allison a bit of a tease when I walked in. Allison was a little red, but was having fun with the attention. I walked over and gave her a huge kiss in front of her friends. The three looked at me in a bit of a protest so I gave each of them a little kiss on their foreheads.

I looked over at the girls, looked at the kitchen, checked the time, and told them to go out and enjoy the sun, except for Lisa. I told Lisa to stay behind. The girls all looked at her, and Allison looked at me and smiled. I pushed the girls out, and made sure to shut the door behind them.

“Ok Lisa, you get to be my helper with dinner. We are all going to share, right?”

Lisa gave a coy little smile, “We are four sisters to the end,” she said with a wink. She was adorable. All of the girls were adorable. Lisa was the shortest of the girls. She had done dance and gymnastics. Her body was toned and built for what she did. She had this definition in her legs that the other girls did not have.

I move about the kitchen working to prepare the chicken and the sides. Lisa was good at following directions and had decent skills I would have preferred to have been looking at Allison’s ass, and b-cup breasts, but Lisa’s 4’8” frame, bit of a butt, and large breasts entertained me as I cooked.

The two of us talked. We did not talked much in school. She was not in my circle of friends. Lisa was going to be heading back to college soon as would Cynthia. Addison was going to be staying back and was thinking about some changes. Lisa was good at spilling any beans that needed spilled.

The girls were a bit jealous of Allison since she had seemed to have “found herself a man.” Lisa said. The real kicker was when we were playing truth or dare and they all got to see and touch my cock. “Don’t get me wrong I have seen a few dicks, but damn Brad nothing like what you have. So thick and heavy. All of us just want to feel that inside of us. Um. Damn. How full that would make each of us feel,” She said. She closed her eyes for a moment and had this smile on her face. “When it was just us girls we all started talking about the dicks we have played with. Not a single one of us had one that came close to you. Allison just sat and listened to the three of us and smiled.”

”So really this is just about all of you wanting to have my cock.”

”Well it started as us wanting that, but not realizing that you and Allison were becoming an item. She started to ask more about sex, and then it led to all of us fooling around a bit, touching, kissing, sharing, ya know just exploring.”

“Yeah, I have seen the pictures.”

Lisa had an evil smile, “We know. It was a bit of fun. Honestly I don’t think any of us really expected more than just some fun, and teasing. But Allison…”

”Allison is not use to the teasing, and things a bit in the gray.”

”We are starting to understand that a bit more. But damn Brad, your cock we really, really, really just want to…” Lisa got all pouty looking

“It dinner time, call the girls, lets break this bread!”

I never really thought of my cock as being something “amazing” as these girls are making it out to be. Anybody I was with always said I had a big cock, but I just assumed it was them stroking my ego a bit. Honestly Allison seemed to be a bit onboard to a degree currently. I think that might be her exploration and wanting to be accepted by this peer group. She also had in the back of her head all that she had been taught by the church, and what those expectations were. I was going to have to be her rock and a bit of a moral compass. Not that I was the best compass. What I did know was that I loved Allison and I wanted to be there for her no matter what.

A work of fiction. As such names, dates, places need no protection for they are not real ;)

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I have been an amateur photographer for some time. I have invested a good deal of money into this hobby and have A studio in my basement. I have done all sorts of work from shooting out in the countryside around me, to nice little families. I have, even, well done a few more shall we say risqué shoots. The human form is amazing in everything that it can do.

I once had a client that wanted to record the birth of her first child. I was there. Ladder. Camera. Lights. She did this all at her home. In a little pool. I had never seen a water birth before, but. There it was the miracle of life.

She loved the photos so much that she had the idea to create a book documenting her second child from start to end. We set up one evening in the bedroom. It was odd at first and her husband took a little getting used to the idea, but after a few minutes she was able to get him to relax and focus on her. I captured their natural love making, and after the fact we went back and did a few more staged photos. Then once a month we would create a theme, a location and document her bodily changes, and a couple of the doctors appointments. It was a lot of work, but it was exciting to be a part of the journey. In the end she decided to not publish the book but to keep for herself.

Like I said the human form is amazing, and I do enjoy capturing it. Most of the clients I get come to me by word of mouth. I don’t advertise, and I do not judge. I have never considered that to be my role in life. I do draw the line at anything that would be illegal or slightly suggestive of being illegal.

The bishop of my ward had asked me if I could set up in the cultural hall and do family shots so they could create a ward directory complete with images. I was more than happy to volunteer my service for this. I would take a group family, and then did individual headshots for each adult member. I offered to sell the images to the families at cost. It was also a great way to get to know everyone. There had been a lot of changes recently as our boundaries had changed.

A couple weeks went by and I was working on some of the family images. Adjusting contrast, cropping, and just making the final edits before making a master file for the bishop. My cell I use for photograph stuff buzzed. It was a text from a person who I did a kink shoot for about 9 months ago. Like I said, I don’t judge. They live about 2 hours from my place, a person had give them my name. I did a zoom call with them ahead of time, I got the signed releases, and provided them a product that they were very happy with.

The shoot was interesting to say the least. He is a very “dominate” man and had a couple different models with him for the day. He provided names, and age verification ahead of time so I knew everything was good to go. When I got to his place he had a whole barn that he had set up. It was basically a “play barn” that was near his main property, but not close enough that a person that did not now know would connect it. This place had several different rooms, a kitchen, a bar, coed locker rooms, and more. One of the play spaces near the locker rooms was just a big open shower.

I spent some time talking with the gentleman about what he wanted to do. He wanted to create some promotional pictures, and some pictures just for his enjoyment. The goal was to open up the space for parties to the kink community. I was there the whole day, and it did take some time to work out all the editing he wanted for the promotional material. In the end my bill was more than I had originally thought but he had no problems paying and was more than happy with how things turned out.

This brings us back to the text I just got. He was about to host a party at the barn, and wanted to get some images of the place being used. He said that everyone that would be there would have a release since he was going to be using the images, and each person selected for the party was hand-picked. The only request I had was to have a means and a way I could be anonymous. He assured me he could manage that. I tossed out a crazy price knowing It would be a day there, it would be late, I would need to stay some place, food, etc. It was going to be my weekend and normally I did not like giving up my weekends, but if this could pay well I might be able to finally pay for some of the upgrades I had been wanting to do.

One week before the job the client texted and told me to bring a pair of black biker shorts, and that he had the rest taken care of. We went over the last minutes details in text. I asked if there was any place near by that I could stay. He told me it was taken care of. There was a guest house back on his property with a hot tub and pool. He said If I wanted I could bring the family up and enjoy. I did give it a consideration, but I was not sure how the party and that would mix. I am sure there was enough of a distance that it would not connect, but the wife might have more questions than I had answers.

The day of the event I load up the Outback, hugged the wife and kissed the kids, and headed up into the mountains for two hours. I made some mental notes as I drove of points that I needed to come back and shoot. It really was a a beautiful drive and showed that God had made such a perfect place for all of us imperfect people.

I pulled up to the main property and the client greeted me. He jumped into the passenger seat and directed me to the guest house that was a mile and half away from his house. it was amazing. Just as he had said a pool, hot tub, and everything one could want. He had taken the liberty and stocked up the fridge with a few things.

The client and I once again went back over his expectations. The goal was to be more action, rooms in use, and the people having fun. We had agreed already that I could do some staged images with my lights and some fog the next day. He had invited a few of his closer friends to stay for that.

The last piece of business was what I was to wear. He took me to the closet and pulled out a pair of black leather chaps, a black leather vest, a mask, and a hat. I was going to be able to blend in and hide all at the same time.

Later that evening the client sent a ride for me. I arrived at the venue before the guests. There was a room upstairs that had been set aside for me. The upstairs was a private area in the barn and actually required a key card to access so there would be no way a person could just stray into the space. Another of the rooms on that level had been set up as a security office. There was a gentleman that monitored the closed circuit feeds. All the public spaces were monitored from a wide view. The exterior had the ability to pan and zoom in as needed.

Each guest had to preregister, and a fee had been collected. Since this was a hand selected group the fee was nominal and also allowed the client to test that part of his system. Needless to say everyone that would be coming would be getting more than their money worth. There was food, amazing food. Holy cow it was some of the best bbq I had ever had. Drinks in abundance.

I went down to check things out just before the client let the guests in. I walked the space, and thankfully had my light meter. I already knew it was going to be a bit of a hard task getting the shots, but if things stayed as is it was going to be just about impossible. I found the client and explained everything. He had no problems and pushed up the light levels to help me out with what I needed to do.

This place was unreal. There were all sorts of toys about. A person had come in and set up a message table and had these electric probes, another person was set up with a tray of needles, and another was getting ready to play with some fire. In another space was a couple of heavy wooden Xs wth areas you could tie things too. Then there was a room with mattress after mattress spread around the room. There was a table that had clean sheets, and attendant was standing by.

The client found me and told me guests were coming in very shortly so I made my way back upstairs. I really wanted the party to get started so the guests would be focused on their fun, and then I could just find my way and move about the room. I went back to my space, and closed my eyes for a brief power nap.

I had set the alarm for an hour, got up, and walked over to the security room. I stood behind the guy with the eye in the sky, and was able to see that the space had filled up. Most people were right now standing around, eating, and just enjoying one another. There were a few guests that were taking in the tables I had seen set up, and a few that were already making out and using some of the equipment. I would have loved to have been able to sneak down and get some pictures of what was taking place, but the client was more interested in the hardcore party. Security told me to wait about another hour, and things would really be going. He said most people paced themselves a bit as these kind of things tended to be marathons and not sprints.

I checked back an hour later and the security cameras showed a very different space. People were done eating and there was a lot more playing going on. The energy on the closed circuit looked to be exactly what the client wanted so I dressed in the rest of what little I had. I picked up my camera, and made sure I had the key card to get back up here and made my way to the floor.

I scouted around the space and did every thing I could to keep my presence low. Guests had been told that there would be a photographer on location and they knew they could be photographed. The messaging had also been very clear it was for venue use and I was not for hire. That actually helped a bit, I think, because I was now a known staff with a purpose.

I was able to get some decent pictures as people played. Each of the wooden Xs had a light that focused on the center of the prop. I am sure it has a name. I am just the photo person so don’t hate my writing. That light really helped get the images.

There was a middle-aged man that had his hands cuffed to the top of the X and his ankles cuffed at the bottom. His backside faced out towards us. A woman in a black leather corset with panties that matched, and high-heeled shiny leather boots was swinging this kind of whip with multiple leather tabs at this person’s butt. She would walk up, say something, hold the leather tabs near his nose, and then step back. I moved a bit to try and see if I could get a bit of an out-of-focus expression of the man on the X as he was taking the blows from the woman.

I got in a spot and was able to see the person very clearly. There was something that looked familiar, but I was not positive. I zoomed with the camera just a bit and the face became very evident. It was my bishop. My bishop was on this X getting spanked by a woman. It was tempting to get a clearer picture, but I was honest in my dealings, and this would be a secret that would be well worth keeping.

I was able to get a few good expression shots as well as the impact of the leather hitting the bishop’s back. But the lady was not yet done with him. She had given him some water, patted his head and butt.

Now she was holding up this J shaped shiny piece of metal tubing with what looked a rather large ball on the end of it. She walked back over to the bishop and ran her fingers several times up between his butt cheeks. The next thing I see is a bit of gasp, and the hook going into between the bishops legs….I think I needed to move on and see what else was happening.

As I moved about I started to wonder who else I might recognize or if I even wanted to recognize anybody else. I had thought that being a couple of hours from home would limit any chance of cross-over

I circled past each of the tables that had set up. Each of the artist was busy demonstrating and letting guest experience what they had brought. One thing I was starting to sense was that the many here were just looking for a release. A chance to let go. To be free and inhibited. Life sometimes does creates constrains and obstacle that we might not really know or understand. Would I want to do everything I was seeing here, probably not. Would I be willing to try some of it sure.

Every step provided a new angle. Every angle a new set of pictures. I am so thankful for the digital age because I can snap, fill a card, and put a new card in. I found my way into the room with the mattresses in their. A group had pushed several of the mattresses together, and a good number of people were watching what was taking place.

I found a middle aged woman at the center of attention. She had long blonde hair that had obscured her face. Her large breast dangling beneath her swaying as she was fucked.

There was a line of women and some guys that were stroking themselves around the mattresses. I got some great images of the guys masturbating. The woman at the center of attention was pleasuring a woman with her mouth. Each push from behind pushing the blonde’s tongue deeper into the person she was pleasuring.

The woman that was getting pleasured had a much older woman that she was pleasuring, and that woman had a younger woman facing her and those two were enjoying each other’s breasts as they kissed.

The blonde that was the base of all of this was also being occupied from behind as well. I was doing the best to try capture to totality and the unique parts of it all. It was hard to try to capture the unique gymnastics that were taking place as one guy filled the blonde’s vagina and another filled her ass.

Every place you looked there was condoms, trash cans, bottles of water. People were the focus. Respect was displayed and no body was left out. You could participate, or just watch.

As one guy would cum in the back another would move in and take his place, the ladies in the front would change out. The one thing that was constant as I watched and took pictures was the base. That blonde woman was there on all fours getting a work out. I am sure she had her orgasms but they were probably muffled a bit as she made sure to also pleasure the wet lips that were in front of her. I had zoomed in on several of the participants and was able to really capture the sweat that they had created.

The woman that had been the base took her head up from the woman that she had been pleasuring. I had now been there for about 15 minutes. Part of the crowd standing in admiration for what she was doing. The man that had been holding her hips and filling her ass pulled out. What a gape shot I was able to get as he pulled out. His cock head just exiting as the blonde’s asshole stayed open just that little bit of extra time.

Everyone was watching as the blonde woman I was trying to find the perfect shot. Getting that hard cock in that wet pussy as the two of them were one. I had just glanced up the blond twirled her hair around, and snapped the picture. Just before the full face reveal. I had to put the camera down and rub my eyes for it was the bishop’s wife. I only wished I really had somebody I was going to be able to share these secrets with. I would not even be able to say anything to the wife.

She took her breasts into her hands and teased her nipples as she finished the guy that had been filling her pussy. I was able to get of couple good pics as she lifted up and he withdrew from her. A couple of The ladies came in and helped the bishops wife off the mattresses and they went over to a corner and cuddled. I swore the other ladies looked like people I knew but I really could not place them.

I had been out moving around the venue for a couple of hours and had filled up nearly two cards with images. Like I said I really appreciated digital. In the end only about 25% would end up being presented to the client for use, and out of that clients typically used only a small percentage of that.

I wanted to make sure I captured the huge open shower. That room was going to be hard for me to capture with my equipment so I would need to have a vantage point. I was actually kind of surprised that that room was not as full as I would have thought. I had always loved the erotic play with my wife in the shower. Maybe closer to the very end this would be something. It might be a room that we come back to tomorrow and stage it a bit.

I carefully scanned and was able to get a good vantage into one of the corners. There was a group of women enjoying that space. They were all being very sensual with kissing and caressing one another. It was a slower and less “pornographic” scene than what had been been going on earlier.

There was four of them. One was a brunette and she looked to be in her younger 20s and had very small breasts, a taller redhead with very pale skin and large DD- cup breasts. She was kind of on the outside of the group being a bit motherly, moving around the group kissing and touching everyone. I got some nice pictures of the group with their breasts touching and tongues swirling around one another. The younger blonde was making out with a brunette who had C-cup breasts

Then there was the relief society president. She was a newer mom and her heavy milk laden breasts stood out from the other women. Her shorter brown hair did not hide her face at all. The minute I had a good luck I knew exactly who she was. I watched a bit as the ladies did their sensual dance looking for and finding some good images.

I retreated from the room and decided I should take a little break, but I wanted to make sure to get back out and get some of the non-action that was taking place. I went back up to my room and set a time for 45 minutes.

I checked with the security guy and he said that he was hired till 7 in the morning, but that at 4 they would start to push people out. I looked at my watch it was only 12:30 He said people would eventually start to slow down and look to recover. They would be putting out some fruit and sweets soon to help with that.

Guests were let in at 6:30, I went down about 8:30, it was now 12:30. Holy cow. This is a serious night out. Not at all what I was accustomed to. I would need to keep a close eye in the future and see who in leadership was tired and not tired on a Sunday morning.

My alarm went off just as I finished my RedBull. I pulled my mask down, and headed back out. There had been some thinning of the crowd, but not a lot. I wanted to get the realness of the afterglow, but was also looking for the people I had seen. Did they come as a group? Or was it just a hey oops, you, me, you, really kind of thing. Something told me it was not that.

I mingled and circled about getting my pictures. People holding fruit. People nibbling. People just being naked and being a bit normal and in the back ground people doing not so normal things. Then I found what I wanted to find.

They did not know but it had been framed perfectly for me. The church members sat in a nice grouping and it faced me in a way that I could capture them and not be seen. The bishop was sitting with his arms out. Just to the right was his wife and to the left was the EQ president’s wife. The RS president was in front of the bishop sucking on his cock as he talked to the group.

As I watched the group the EQ president walked up and took the bishop’s wife and turned her around and he started to fuck her Slowly. I snapped some pictures of what was happening in this group, but also made sure to swivel a bit and get images in other parts of the room.

I turned back and zoomed in on the group. The RS president had taken the seat that the bishop’s wife had been in. The wife was now over on another seat with the EQ president’s cock still filling her. The bishop was resting his hand between the RS presidents legs and was obviously giving her some attention as her head rested on his shoulder. A couple more women had entered into the circle. I recognized them as members, but I could not place them.

The bishop stood up and turned around. His ass was now facing out. One of the new ladies leaned in and I watched as her head went between his cheeks. I watched the bishop’s head as he moved about. The others watched as well. The other woman moved in under the bishop. I could only assume that she was taking his cock in her mouth. The bishop was now the center of attention of this group. I wish I could have been a bit closer to see and capture what was happening a bit better.

I did need to move as I had been in one spot for a bit, but I choose a spot that still let me keep an eye on what was happening. Once I was able to set myself back up I was able to look back over and now saw the bishop sucking on the milk-swollen breasts of the RS president that was sitting next to him. I am sure he was tasting her nutritious treats.

The night was getting to me and my card was getting full. Then one more person joined the group. The small-breasted brunette from the shower was walked in front of the bishop. She knelt in front of him. He leaned forward and one could tell that he gave her a little kiss. Others in the group moved to her and she stood up. Each of them kissing and grouping her as the bishop sat on the sofa with the RS president, the EQ presidents wife.

After a few minutes she returned to kneel and laid her head in the bishops lap. I don’t really know what happened after that. I was hardly keeping my eyes open.

When I got back up to my room I looked at my watch. It was only 2:30. There was still a bit of party time to go. The client knocked at the door. I gave him a run down of the basics of what I was able to get, but that I would need to go through all the raw images and put together his portfolio. He asked about later in the day. I told him the only thing that needed to be reshot was the big group shower.

The client was more than happy with everything I had to say. He said he would call for my ride and that I should wait outside. It would be about 15 minutes, but sometimes it was earlier. I thanked the client, gathered up my equipment, and headed to the front.

I stood out front still in my mask and the rest of the outfit I had been given. Out walked the bishop, and everyone that had been over at the sofas. It was the bishop and his wife, the EQ president and his wife, the RS president, and later I was able to figure out it was the YW Camp leader, and then two additional women from the ward, and the young brunette. As I waited a big black van pulled up. The RS presidents husband jumped out and looked at the EQ president, “Did ya have fun?” The president smiled and gave a thumbs up. “Great, next time you get to drive and I can enjoy your wife.” I watched as they all drove off and my ride pulled up. The driver helped with my equipment, and took me back to the guest house.

I was not sure if the people in the van noticed my equipment bags or not. They had been sitting at the church while I had taken their family portraits. Just to be safe I sent my wife a text and told her to just say to people that I was not there because I was out of state for a job which would not raise too many eyebrows as I did often travel for work.

The shoot the next day did not take too long. But I did approach it differently. Everyone was naked, and I was actually feeling a little awkward not being naked. Plus it was a shower and it was hard not to get wet. Did I join the fun that was happening? That would be something between me, and those shower walls, but it would be a safer bet if you placed your chips on “did not join.”

When I got home I hugged and kissed my wife. I took my equipment down to my studio in the basement. I took the cards and downloaded the images to a separate password protected ssd, and placed the originals in my safe. There are a few things I will put on the cloud, but this was one job that was not going there.

The week was busy with work, and going through the many files That was going to take a little time and the client understood. I told him it would be a month, and it did take that month to get back to him.

I kept looking at the family images I had taken and kept trying to place the young brunette that joined the group. She was not in any of the pictures. Then that following Sunday I got my answer. The bishop standing at the front said that we had received the records for a Miss Jacquline Russel. He asked her to stand as was customary. Everyone raised their right hand, a few a bit more energetically than others. At least now I had a name to put to the faces. Oh, one last bit of information, just the following week Ms. Russel was called to be the RS secretary, humm…..

There are five parts before this one:

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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Once more I was up before the rest of the house was up. Allison was enjoying her freedom while her family was away. I totally understood her “crazy nights,” but one more week and the family would be back from out west and she could no longer be having these crazy nights exploring who she was. At least here there was a bit of safety in what she was doing. She was 21 as were her friends and right now they would easily convince her to go out and the guys out there would have a blast with her.

One of the biggest problems I needed to sort out was Jessica. She was very crazy in the head. She had made it clear yesterday that she was not going to just step to the side, but she was also not at all the person I saw spending the rest of my life with. The more I spent time with Allison I was really coming to see us being that couple. I never thought I could see myself settling down and being with one woman and considering having kids. Then Allison came back, and well, it has become what it has become. Now to keep Jessica from derailing it all.

I had just gotten down the road when there was a buzz on the phone. Allison sent an image of her on the sofa smiling and the words, “I love you.” I sent back that I loved her too. It was true. I really did love her. She was taking up a lot of my time thinking of her. I did not want anything to ruin it.

The heat was still hanging over the community, and I was still handling emergency calls. It was on one call that I got to talk with one of the work buddies, George. He was crazy. His stories of adventure, crazy drunkenness, and just general wow had me thinking that he might be the perfect thing for Jessica, the only thing was to get the two of them in to contact with one another.

It was getting close to lunch time and the schedule today while crazy was not as crazy as yesterday and I was able to carve out 15 minutes of time for myself. I gave Allison a call. She and the girls were off at the mall. They had just stopped at Starbucks. The girls all had a coffee, and Allison had her hot chocolate.

I decided I needed to come clean a bit and started to tell Allison about Jessica and I. “Brad, I don’t care about the past, but I did kind get from her that there was something from some of her body language.” I told her about Jessica coming in to the shower and the recent texts. I left out the images. I told her about George and I thought that they might make a good couple. “Yeah, he does seem a bit crazy. She does need crazy. Let me talk to the girls and see what they think.” We left it at that and I headed to the next job on my screen.

I really did enjoy my work especially on days like this. These days I felt like I was doing good and really helping people. Granted in most cases it was simply putting a band aide on the situation, but if I could get them some cool air in the summer, or heat in the winter then it was worth my time. I had just gotten done at the house I was at when Allison texted that her and the girls were going to drive over to the college town, have dinner, and hit a club.

I really did not like the idea of Allison going to a club, but she did say she would be the driver, and I knew she would take that with great responsibility. I had to trust her and her circle of friends. There would be much more to worry about if they had Jessica with them. I texted back and told her to be safe and to check in frequently. She sent back that she would, and that they were still talking about Jessica and George.

Allison called about 7 that night. One of the girls had a friend at the college for the summer. They had met up with her. Everyone agreed it would be best to crash with the friend for the night. I let Allison know I loved her, and I trusted her. She told me she loved me, and she would check in as the night went on.

The work was steady, and they kept us out on calls till 9 that night. It was still hot as we all were rolling back into the yard. George pulled his truck next to mine. I was checking my phone and had a couple updates from Allison and some pictures. She was having a blast it looked like. I was glad she was getting to have some crazy nights with these girls, having fun were, and not totally out of control.

George was getting a few things for his truck and I was doing the same. I was still pondering the idea of him and Jessica and was thinking I should get the ball rolling a bit so I asked him if he was up for getting a beer. He was all up for that. There was a little dive bar not far from work so we agreed to meet there.

I tried to give Allison a quick call as I drove to the bar, but it was wicked loud. We texted back and forth briefly. The girls were all drinking, but slowly. She said they would probably head back to the apartment soon. I texted back and told her George and I were getting a beer, and I might tell him a bit about Jessica. She sent back a picture of herself and two of the girls. The girls were each kissing Allison’s cheek and all had a thumbs up.

George and I had just sat down when I got a text. I had assumed it was Allison but it was Jessica. “Your lil miss perfect out of town, wanna fuck?” She was always a straight shooter.

“getting a beer.”

”GR8, I’ll join ya”

”Did not know I invited ya”

”How else ya gonna get F’ed”

”Did not know that was my plan”

”It is now! What bar”

I really don’t know why I sent her the name. Actually I know why. I wanted to introduce the two of them, but my plan had to been to tell George, see if he was interested, and go from there. I looked over at George, and told him that a crazy bitch was going to be joining us. “Shit yes, I love crazy,“ he said. I looked at him and shook my head. If he only had a clue about what was about to come blowing through the door.

There was about 15 minutes before Jessica was going to get there so I gave George the abridged version of the history. I was drinking slowly, but George was just about done with his second when Jessica walked in. She was wanting to get fucked for sure, and every head knew as she walked in.

Jessica had always prided herself in taking care of herself. She was fit, trim, and knew how to accentuate her looks. This was a true dive bar that was really just a place were working class people went to once work was done. It did not get the young, on the prowl, women. Jessica walked in wearing a very small tight skirt that hugged her hips. Her stomach was exposed and displayed her toned stomach. Her breasts naturally bounced letting all those that watched her walk over to our table know that her C-cups were not restrained. George looked at me and his eyes got big.

”Brad, I did not know we would have company.” Jessica sat down next to me and took my hand. She slowly slid it up her leg. She opened her legs letting me have access to her pussy. She was soaking wet already. One of the things Jessica was always good about was getting herself ready in her head. Yeah, she needed some, but never a lot of warming up.

”George this is Jessica,” I said as I slid my hand down just a little from where she had placed it.

”Jessica, Brad was telling me a bit about you.”

”Hopefully he left nothing out.”

I looked over at Jessica, “and what should I have included and not included?”

”Well I guess that really depends on things…now which one of you fun gents is going to get me a drink?”

I took this as an opportunity to leave the two of them alone for a moment. I walked up to the bar and ordered Jessica her favorite drink. a rum and coke. She would have to settle for whatever the cheap rum was that they had as they did not have any of the brands she normally would get. Since George and I were ahead of her I asked them to give her a double pour. I walked back over, and took my seat.

Jessica moved in a little closer and once more she took my free hand. She slid it this time up her skirt
and right to her pussy. She was not wasting time. She really did want to be fucked, and she did not even care that I had eyes for Allison. I knew that if I was going to even get her to see George that I was going to have to play her game.

My phone buzzed and I took my hand from Jessica’s smooth wet pussy, wiped the bit of wetness on her skirt, and picked up the phone. It was a text from Allison, “back at the apartment. Girls drunk. I’m drinking some wine. Truth or dare started.“ I sent back a quick text telling to have fun, and to just enjoy whatever the dares might be. I added that I was with George and Jessica. She shot back a quick text that said, “Do what you need to do. Hall pass if needed. Don’t need details.” She then sent a picture of herself without her shirt. Damn she was adorable. What I would not have given to suck on those nipples of hers.

When I got back to the table George and Jessica had a big dick grin on their faces. George looked at me and said, “We decided that we should all go back Jessica’s apartment and drink it up there. I told her we were both in.”

”Well then I guess we should go, but we are all going in my truck as I have only had the one beer.”

All three if us stretched across the bench seat in my truck. Jessica was between the two of us. Once we got going a bit she took my hand once more and pushed it right up her skirt. There was no care that George was right there. He was off in his world talking about this and that. Jessica would give him a little tease, and he would tease back.

Jessica wasted no time when we got back to her place. George sat himself down on the sofa, and she pulled me right into the kitchen telling George that we were getting drinks and snacks. She bent over the pantry to get some chips and made sure her skirt hiked right up. I will admit she was doing a good job of being a freaking dick tease and I was getting hard. Jessica turned around and said, “oops.”

”Oops my hard cock, you know exactly what you are doing.”

”And what is that.”

”Trying to get me to take you.”

”Well why don’t you?”

”Because I was out with my friend when you invited yourself.”

”Then why don’t I take both of you?”

”What?”

”Yeah. you, George, and my pussy, mouth and ass. George already said hell yes. He even said that he would fuck me with you in the room if you said no. “

”I guess you should be fucking him and not me right now.”

”But you are the one I came to fuck.”

”If you want to fuck George then fuck him.”

“But your cock is so damn big and beautiful. Can I pretty please have both of you. I have never had two cocks at once, and this would make me so fucking happy.”

”If you promise to take me off your ‘fuck list’ I will do this. And Allison can never know. What happens here stays here.”

Jessica jumped up and down and I could not help but admire her breasts as they bounced in her excitment. She quickly gathered up some beer and the chips, and looked back over at me. “What are you waiting for?”

I looked back over at her and said, “Well if you want this, then lets do this right. Strip.”

Not a beat was missed and she stripped. ”Brad, you naughty fucker, we are back to this are we.”

”Just shut it and be the good slut you know you are.” Jessica blushed, and gave her fuck yes smiles as she picked up the tray and headed back out to the living room.

George noticed very quickly that Jessica was naked. It does not take much to notice when c-cup breasts are looking you in the eye handing you a cold beer. Jessica came over and sat on the arm of the chair next to me. My fingers rubbed her clit. She was leaving her mark on the chair as she got wetter and wetter.

I looked back over at George and told him in so many words what Jessica had said to me in the kitchen. I also tossed in there that I was disappointed that he would even consider taking what was mine. He offered a quick apology that I accepted of course. “Jessica, you should let our friend George feel how wet you are.” She stood up and walked over and stood in front of him.

George was not sure what to do at first. I walked up behind Jessica and took her wrists in my hands, and kicked her feet open just a tad more. “Go ahead George feel this plaything. Stick your fingers up her pussy. Feel how tight and wet she is.” He did not need any more prompting.

I watched as George slid his fingers in and out of Jessica. He started with one, then two. Jessica was enjoying the attention. Her moans becoming more and more audible. This went on for a bit, but I knew Jessica wanted more and I needed to guide the action.

”Jessica got down on all fours and lick George’s fingers clean.” She was like a little dog lapping her juices off of his fingers. She also knew what was next, and I assumed he knew too. “such a good girl, I think it is about time you suck some dick and really earn your keep slut.” If there was one thing I really did miss from Jessica it was her abilities at sucking cock. Damn she was a gold medalist. No, really, if that was an Olympic sport she would have brought home the gold

Jessica reached up and helped George out of his pants. His cock was more than ready to go. She was the true slut and took him as soon as she could into her mouth. She swallowed whole, and took his whole shaft down her throat.

I stood back and watched as Jessica sloppily worked on George’s shaft. I watched as she treated him to what was probably the best blow he had ever had up to the moment in time. I needed to get in to the game so I took my hard cock and lined myself up with her pussy. My hands grabbed Jessica’s hips, and I pulled her back on to my cock smashing against her cervix.

Jessica was now getting it in her mouth, and her pussy. She was trying to find her own rhythm as she was the connection between two ends of stimulation. Jessica was not sure if she was to moan, gag, or a combination of both. I was pounding her pussy and George was doing his best to fuck her throat. We went like this for a bit, when I leaned forward and tagged George’s hand.

The two of us had just about swapped when Jessica asked for a change. She had George lay down and she took him cowgirl, and I stood in front of her giving her access to my cock. Jessica wasted no time and started to lick and suck her juices off of my cock. I stood there a let her do the work. I knew if I tried to throat fuck her I was going to cum. I am sure George was not going to last long either.

Jessica was not really caring about how long either of us lasted and she was not going to let George try to dictate it. She was riding him with no forgiveness. Between moans she was trying to suck at my cock. Jessica looked up at me, “I want to feel you in my ass!“ between moans she told me were she had the lube.

I returned back to the two of them fucking on the living room floor still, but she had slowed things down a bit. Jessica leaned herself down over George. I squeezed the bottle on to her tight asshole and worked to get it into her tight dark hole. There was a bit of the slippery goop on my hands that I rubbed on my cock.

It was now or never for this little slut to get her first DP action. My cock pushed against her tight asshole. And slowly I worked myself in. She was tighter than she had been when we fucked like that before. The difference was last time my cock was in her ass there was no cock in her pussy.

The sensation was strange. There was just a little bit of flesh the separated George’s cock from mine. We could feel one another as we both moved inside of this slut.

Jessica was moaning louder than she had been early. “Oh my fucking god. I feel so fucking full,” she exclaimed. “Fuck me you two big studs. Fuck my tight fuck holes.”

Damn her words were driving both of us over the edge. George was the first to cum. I could feel his cock as his rod jerked firing his seed into Jessica. There was several vibrations as the cannon shock waves into my cock.

George had no option but lay where he was. His cock becoming flaccid once more. His cum plopping out of Jessica’s hole and down onto his now unswollen shaft.

My “iron rod” was primed, and ready to fire. Just a couple minutes after George I shot my own load into Jessica. Her ass gripping my cock. Milking my shaft for every last drop. My cum dripped from her ass, and mixed with what had pooled on George.

I took my seat. Tired. Naked. Feeling a bit of regret. I looked over at Jessica. “Clean him up.” She knew what to do. Her mouth went right for the cum, she slowly savored our combined fluids. When she was done, she took her seat back on the arm rest. George sat up and leaned back on the sofa, “shit that was wild.”

”Told you she was pretty damn good.” Jessica just looked at the two of us.

“What would you give me for her?”

”Hey, I am not…” I put my finger up to her lips.

”Seriously, make me an offer.”

”Don’t I get…” Again I put my finger up to her lips

”Let me think on this for a minute.”

”Take your time. “ I took Jessica’s hands and led her back to the kitchen.

”What the fuck Brad? I am not some pet you can just sell.”

”Oh really…”

”Really!”

“But you sure did like being used back there.”

”Yeah, I did actually like that.”

“And you really responded to the degrading name calling.”

”guilty.”

”So look at it like me handing you to your next fuck fall back.”

”Fine, but I want a couple things.”

”Name them.”

”I want your snuggles tonight, and your cum in my pussy tomorrow morning.”

”Ok, and if he makes an offer we take it, and you leave Allison and I alone in regards to our past.”

“Deal.” The two of us walked back out to the living room.

“What do you say George? Do keep in mind she is a person, has agency and is a bit wild,.”

”Ha ha, she is fucking perfect. I’ll wash your truck for the next quarter, deal?”

”Deal, and it best be clean before I get to work tomorrow. Just one modification, Jessica has requested to snuggle one last time, tonight.” George looked over at me and looked at her. He had no objections. Which is good because I really did not want to sleep on the sofa.

Jessica and I went back to her room, and she snuggled in. For the first time that I had ever really knew her she became soft, she cried a bit. She confessed that she had really loved me, but just never knew how to manifest it. I told her that she would find the person that was perfect for her. No matter what we could always be friends and that I would always be there for her.

The next morning we woke up and did not fuck. Jessica and I for the first time in all of the times we had been together made love. It was slow. It was passionate. If this would have been some of the sex we had in the past then our paths might have been a bit different, but it was not meant to be.

We showered together, and got dressed. All I had was the clothes from yesterday. I always kept a spare set of work clothes on the truck so I would be ok there.

I had not had a chance to check my phone since getting up. I had slid the phone on the bench of the truck and was going to give a look after dropping Jessica off at her car. Before I could get in Jessica had taken the phone, entered my code, and was looking at my messages. “Hahahaha, she is not as good as she wants all of us to think. Way to find yourself a good one Brad.”

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Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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I was up and out the door before Allison could get up. It was hot outside already so I knew there would be a good number of emergency calls today with ac units not wanting to cool. People sure do get cranky when their homes are in the 80s and higher. Yesterday had been a bit of a day for Allison so I did my best to let her sleep in. I had my “crazy days” and she was just now having her own. I knew I always needed a bit of recovery so I assumed she would need hers as well.

About ten that morning I got a text from Allison. She was in the bed still. The sheet pulled up over her breasts and tucked in under her armpits. Her smile was amazing and I enjoyed seeing it on this busy day. “The girls minus Jessica are coming over. Lazy pool day. Love you!” Shit, now she was dropping the love ya lines. I was hoping things would go slow, but honestly I was feeling the connection too, but I wanted it to build a bit slower.

My day was brutal. They took the calls that I had been scheduled and sent them over to a guy they called in. I was being sent out on all the emergency calls. I was to diagnose and if possible get them some air and get them back in touch to schedule a full service call. The call volume in this heat was taking us to a breaking point. I texted Allison and told her I was not sure what time my shift would be over. She sent back a picture of her and two of the girls in the pool. They had their arms around one another as they sat on the pool deck. It was hard to tell if they had their tops on or not. I think that was to idea. Create an illusion. But who knew what these girls were up to. I would assume it would be a bit more tame without Jessica around.

This was a day where there were no lunch breaks. It was an eat in the truck as you moved from one call to the next. Allison sent me a picture of her and the girls in shorts and bikini tops leaning on my truck. I think Allison was out enjoying her freedom a bit. I simply texted back, “be careful!”

My next call was an elderly couple that had some medical issues so I texted the shop and said this one would be a priority. The company tried to help those that needed it most and in the field we often had some discretion to be able to decide. The system was old. They were on a fixed income of course. I opened up the outside unit and the wires had been eaten in places, and system leaked. There was no band aide I could really do. I called the office. We had some demo portable in room ac units. It was a small house. I did a quick survey and figured if we could get three or four in we could make things comfortable for this couple. I called it in, and the big boss agreed. I had a few fans on the truck that we normally use to help ventilate an attic when we are up there. I crawled up into the attic and started to pull air out from there, and set one up in a back room to also help pull some air there. I got back in my truck and headed back to the yard to pick up the demo units.

It was going to be a 45 minute drive back, 15 minutes to load everything, 45 minutes back to the customer, and probably a good 30 minutes setting this up and another 15 to make sure it was all working. As I was driving I got a text from Jessica, “What the F dude” Wow that is sure a good way to start a conversation. “Go from fucking me like a crazed mad person, ghosting me, to the goodie goodie and then last night!”

”dude, you and I never more than good fucks!”

”Maybe, but you and goodie goodie”

”I thought she was your friend too, you was there last night.”

”yeah, we are, but I usually kept things separated”

”Since when did you have a good side?”

”True, but still”

”You helped take it downhill”

”You did not hear Allison while tubing, the girl wants out. She like you just a few years later”

”And you probably just want my dick after seeing it a couple years later”

”would you not want this…” Jessica then sent a picture of her pussy all spread and wet. Sure I enjoyed it, and yes I got a bit of a chub looking at the picture, but honestly I was more interested at this point in time of saving my cock for Allison. Last night was last night, she was there, and she gave a nod. I was not about to go out and have my own side quest, been there, done it, and it never ended well.

”you still got it girl, but not now” Jessica then sent me a movie of me fucking her, like crazy fucking her. “I thought we said we would delete everything?”

”did you?”

”shit yes,” is what I said but I probably still had a file or two someplace. There is always digital stuff lurking somewhere

”better man than me I guess, I just needed to be able to remember the crazy fucks!”

”As long as it never leaves your phone!”

”What is Allison’s number, oh year, it is right here.”

”You wouldn’t….”

”Probably not, but just remember…”

”I’ll remember, but right now I have to load the work truck and get back to a client.”

The team back at the yard had the units already to load and some extra hands to head back with me. It took no time to get everything strapped in. I gave the interns the address, and they got in the company car, and we headed back.

Allison called while I was headed back over. She was telling me about the day so far. The girls and her were just out having fun. Taking pictures, being lazy, no agenda. They went by the school, and some of the old hangouts, and stopped and got some ice cream. I questioned the ice cream to be a bit of a tease. I could feel the glare through the phone, but she teased back as she got the other girls to say, “It was good cream.” They were about to stop at a farmers market and get some food for tonight so I asked her to stay back a bit.

“Hey, I need to confess something to you.”

”Ok, is it bad”

”It’s not as long as you understand the past is the past.”

”I do, I just wish I had more of a past I feel like I am not on the same page as you.”

”Don’t worry about that.”

”When I was younger and dumber Jessica and I ’did it’ and we did it frequently. She texted me and she has some images from our time together. I don’t know what her plan is, but I just wanted you to know.”

”She kind of hinted it yesterday while tubing that you two had a history and she was a bit shocked when I brought up your name. She also masterminded the whole game last night.”

”Any regrets?”

”no regrets, other than these girls want to see you again. They cannot shut up about your cock. And the more they talk about your cock the more I want some ‘ice cream’”

”have you told them?”

“we have shared a good deal, but I have not told them that”

”I have had my time I have done my crazy nights. I am here to support your crazy nights. You need your outlets, and yeah, it can be good to have some friends outside of the church to be crazy with every now and then. I fully trust you and support what you deicde to share and not share. Just be careful who you share with.” I was still not sure what card Jessica is going to play.

“The girls are coming back. We are going to stop by the ABC store and get something to drink, head back to the house, hang around the pool, and make some dinner.“

”Ok, but if you are going to drink take it very easy, and if the girls drink I want car keys on the island where I can see them when I get home.”

”Don’t worry we are all big girls…well they are bigger girls than my little b-cups”

”Hey, I like those b-cups, but I am being serious about this. Be careful you have not had those kind of beverages before.”

”We will be good, Love ya.” I could hear the girls in the background giving her a bit of crap for that last part. I did not even get the chance to say anything back as she was defending herself from the teasing.

I got back to the appointment and the interns and I made quick work of hooking up the demo units in the house. The daughter for the couple arrived as we were finishing up. I gave her a quick explanation, gave her the office number, and we headed out. The interns went back to the office, and I jumped up into the truck. I looked at my phone, Jessica had sent a text, “I can be the good slut you have always needed.” She was a good slut, but she would not be the good wife. Jessica was not going to be the complete package, Allison was much more the complete package than Jessica was ever going to be.

The calls really did not seem like they were going to stop. I looked at my watch it was 5:30, and I still had at least 10 sitting on my screen. They tended to figure that each call should take me about 20 minutes. And if needed they would keep us out on a night like this till ten o’clock with customer approval of course. Jessica sent a pic of the table set with a nice looking dinner and each of the girls had a glass of white wine sat in front of their plate. I was very jealous that they were at home, but one does have to work.

I was driving over to my next call and Jessica had once more popped texted, “I want your hard thick cock in my ass Sir, reclaim what was once yours!” She was not going to give up. Now that I was interested, and really interested in somebody she was out to be the devil and to try to distract me fully. As much as I enjoyed distractions between calls I would rather be getting distracted by the four girls back at the house.

Next call was quick it was the capacitor and had them up and running. Back in the truck, and Jessica once more, “Sir do not ignore me and my needs. Fuck me like the slut I always was for you.” I sent back a quick text reminding her I was at work. “I know you are, and I know I can give you what Allison cannot..” Then once more there was Jessica’s pussy on my screen. I do think that if I had wanted Allison would have given that up already, but I was not about to just claim Allison as another trophy.

The pattern kept repeating. After each call there was a text to read from Jessica. Begging, pleading, wanting. All she really wanted was to be used. She always liked attention and when she was no longer the center of attention she would try to find it from another source. We really did not get the chance to talk the other day, but I could only assume the only reason she was with girls is because she was between “friends,” and since I was now in that group she thought there might be an opening.

I finished up the night about 10:15 and thankfully was near the house. I parked the truck on the road and made my way inside. The ladies had cleaned up the kitchen area and I found three sets of keys on the island. I picked up the keys, and stashed them in a drawer as I did not want anybody getting up and thinking they could just leave. There was two empty bottles of wine on the counter. I knew that Allison had never had alcohol I was not sure about the others, I had assumed they probably had.

Since nobody was upstairs I assumed that the girls were all downstairs. I was not at all mistaken. When I got down there I found another empty bottle and one bottle partially consumed. These girls had a good night for sure. I looked around the room, and it was a mess. There were clothes tossed about, and then I looked back over at the girls. They were covered, somewhat but it was obvious they were naked under the covers. I looked around a bit more, and there we some “toys” out and about. Allison was very curious about sex. I am sure the other girls were curious too. There was no harm in anything that I saw and everyone was fast asleep so I went upstairs to the sofa I had been sleeping on, and got myself ready to sleep.

I had just made my way back out to the sofa from the bathroom after brushing my teeth when I noticed that there was a new lump on the sofa, Allison.

“Brad, I love you,” Allison said in a drunken slur. I laid down next to her, and told her I loved her too. She reached into my boxer briefs and slowly and softly started to stroke my cock. “We had so much fun today. I wish you had been there.” She went on to try to tell me as best as possible what she could. “Then the girls brought these toys, and WOW!”

It was then that I felt her pull my shorts down just enough that she was able to get her mouth on my cock. Allison slowly worked her mouth over my shaft and proceeded to give me drunk head. It had been a crazy day at work, and shit, it sure felt good to have this moment to relax. Feeling her mouth slobbering over my cock as she slowly worked up and down. Feeling her naked body resting on me as she did her best. It was sloppy, it was drunk head, but it was head. I was not about to complain. The best part was it was from Allison

I was getting close and as much as I wanted her to take it as she has always, in her mouth, I was not sure that was what she would want tonight. I rolled on top of her and took my cock in my own hands. I started to stroke my shaft as she watched. I kept a soft grip at first. I wanted to give her a little show. I told her again that I loved her, and that this was all for her. She smiled back at me.

My pace picked up and I firmed my grip up. Stroking now with the mission to give her my cum. The only thing I did not know was where to shoot it. I was just about to aim for her chest when she took my cock from my hands. She did the final strokes and pointed my shaft right to the smooth mound between her legs. “If it is not in my mouth then it should always be for my pussy.” I smiled and just held myself there as she felt my cock fire at its intended target. My warm sticky goodness hitting the top of her her soft smooth mound. Someday it would not be on the outside, but on the inside. Coating her walls, and eventually planting my seed in her womb.

Allison pulled me up towards her. She wanted that last little drip of cum. She had worked for it and she wanted that reward. I rolled on to my side, and cuddle up next to her. Allison had taken her fingers and was playing with my cum. She was rubbing it all over her pussy. ”Brad you are some warm and sticky. I really want to feel it in me.” I smiled. I knew what she wanted and I wanted it too, but I would hold her back because I did not want her to regret anything in the end.

The only wildcard right now was Jessica.

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Allison’s family was headed out west for a vacation and she was staying behind. Her family would be gone for two weeks. Just last night her dad had asked me to keep an eye on the house and be there if Allison needed anything. He handed me the keys and the alarm code to the house. I had all the access one would need.

I had only been going to church for my mother. I really did not pay attention. But I was finding a new reason to go to church, and that was Allison. Today her and I had agreed to sit next to one another. If you are not a member of our church then you do not know. The minute a young man and woman sit next to one another the rumor mill goes wild. I knew what our actions would set it off with vengeance, especially since I have a reputation. I knew Allison would probably get some glares and a few words of strong caution. My glares would be the ones saying what does he think he is doing. How dare he corrupt that innocent girl.

Allison had arrived at church before me and was out in the lobby when I arrived. I typically wait till the last possible minute to go in, but today I gave me self a couple minutes extra to get inside. Allison was sitting off to the side waiting for me. When I got there she stood up, and greeted me with a hug. My hand found the small of her back and we walked into the chapel.

I did my best this day to pay attention. Allison would occasionally give me a little pinch to make sure I was awake. After the service we had our Sunday school classes to attend. Once everything was done the two of us met in the lobby. We were just about to walk out with the bishop saw the two of us. “Brad, Allison is joining us for dinner and I have seen the two of you together a good bit the last couple of days, why don’t you accompany her to our place. My family would love to have both of you over.” I wanted to say no, but Allison had said yes, and this was one of those invites you just don’t turn down. It was set the two of us would be headed over to the bishop’s house for dinner. If I could have only had a couple shots of whiskey after that conversation.

There was a couple hours before we needed to be over at the bishop’s place for dinner so we went back to Allison’s place. She sat next to me on the old truck bench. There was no “ice cream” as we were just leaving church. I will admit there was a different kind of comfort having Allison next to me. I was really enjoying the silence and her closeness.

When we got back to her parent’s house we went inside. I looked at her and she looked at me. I took her hands in mine, and pulled her in close. Our lips met, and we had our first real, romantic kiss. She pulled back and was turning a shade of red. “Um, Brad, ah, let me make us a sandwich.” She looked down and turned away from me and walked to the fridge. I was not sure what to do and or think. I figured this was a moment to let her have that space and she would eventually tell me what I needed to know.

I sat down at the table, and waited a couple minutes. Allison walked back in with two bottles of water, and two grilled cheese sandwiches. I smiled, and thanked her for the lunch. She smiled back, and took a bite. The silence was awkward. But I was not sure how to break it. After we both finished the lunch I took up the plates and loaded them in the dishwasher.

Allison walked in to the kitchen and said, “Brad, what are we doing?”

”What do you mean?”

”All this fooling around, hand holding, dad asking you to watch the house. I know you said you don’t want another trophy, but what do you want? I know what the rumors have said about you. I know what the others would say at seminary. My mom even warned me today before she left.”

”Look Allison rumors and stories are not always rooted in fact. I will admit I have fooled around, and I have had sex. I am not walk the line member. I am there for my mom more than I have been there for me.”

“But that kiss, that was not just some kiss.”

“I don’t know. Here is what I know, I am having a blast being around you and just trying to be us. Two young people, getting to know one another and having fun while doing it.“

”And after you have your fun you will leave me, right?”

”There was a younger me that might have been more about that, but right now Allison it has been a few quick outings, some ice cream, and now sitting in church. Honestly, something feels a bit different, but I am not sure I know how to process that.”

“That is fair. I am sorry, I am just probably over thinking things. We should probably head over to bishop’s place.”

Allison and I jumped into the truck, and headed over. Just like on the way home she sat next to me, but this time she played the role of GPS. When we got there the bishop met us at the door. He welcomed us in. Allison was ushered off to the kitchen, and the bishop took me to his library.

I knew fully what to expect. It was the typical conversation about why I have not yet advanced in the church. I listened and was polite as the bishop made his argument. He ended the conversation exactly as I expected about how being pure in thought and action was respecting Allison and that I owed my time with her to be such. That if I did follow this that there would be many rewards later.

The bishop had just finished up when we were called to dinner. It was a nice Sunday dinner, and Allison and I were thankful to have this invite as neither of us needed to cook, but I know my family would have invited us over t the house to eat. The conversation at dinner was polite and asked about future plans. Allison shared that she was planning to start back up at the community college, and I said my work was busy and had advancement opportunities.

Once everyone had their full, and desert and had been consumed Allison and I helped clear the table. Allison cleared the path for us to get out of there. She said that I had an early morning and we needed to get back home. We shook hands and hugged accordingly and made our way back out to the truck.

The ride home was much more quiet. Allison had taken her seat close to me but was keeping a bit of a distance. She finally broke the silence, “Did bishop say to you what I expect. The hole being pure, chaste, and that sex was bad?” I shook my head yes. “So, are we being wrong?”

“I think we are only being wrong if we are doing things for the wrong reasons.”

”What do you mean?”

Now I was busted. What did I mean with that? “The first person I ever did anything with was just her and I seeking our own pleasures. It was not love, or about bonding the two of us it was just sex.“

”So you love me?”

I blushed a bit, “I like where we are headed, but lets not yet call it something, ok?”

”Ok, but you love me!”

I looked over at Allison and gave her a, “grrr.”

”How adorable, the fallen away sinner boy loves the innocent church girl.”

We got back to Allison’s place and I walked her up to the door. “Should I spend the night again,” I asked. She looked at me, kissed me, and told me to come in. We walked over to sofa where I had been sleeping on and sat down. Allison helped me take off my shoes, and pulled off my t-shirt, “I’ll leave the rest to you.“ She looked over her shoulder as she walked away and headed up to her room.

Now I was the conflicted one. Should I follow or should I stay right here. I decided I would stay. I had said she was not a trophy, and the energy was not at all about something short. There was something more about Allison and I was not willing to risk the more.

The next morning I woke up to sounds in the kitchen. Allison was up early making some breakfast. I walked over. She had on a pair of tight athletic shorts, and a barely there white t-shirt that really did not do much to hide her breasts. I reached around her and gave her a big hug. She turned and gave me a kiss, “You love me, admit it.” I just smiled. “Well good that is settled.” I just shook my head. “Go sit down and eat, I know you need to get out of here and get your work truck.”

We both sat down at the table. “Lisa, Cynthia, Addison, Jessica, and I are meeting up later to go tubing, and then we are coming back to the house. You best come see all of us when you are done.” Crap, Jessica, I had tried to forget her name a bit. Jessica was the person I had first had sex with. I had forgotten that they had been in a friend circle. There were not many of us in the church at the school so you had to make friends and learn to be a member in the world at large.

”All the other girls will be in a bikini. Would it be wrong if I had one?”

”I don’t think so. You are not wearing to tempt other people are you?”

”Who am I going to tempt?”

What she did not know was that Jessica was actually bisexual, but I was confident Allison was not the kind of person Jessica went for. “One never knows. But I know you will feel more comfortable blending in than being different so stop at Target and get yourself one.”

I headed out to get my day done. Just as I was about to open the door Allison ran up, hugged me, and said, “You love me.” I just shook my head and headed out.

Later that morning I got a text from Allison showing me her two choices. Both looked amazing on her, but I always like blue, so I told her that was my choice. a little over an hour later there was another picture and it was the group. They were all about to get into the creek and have a lazy afternoon. Alison had on her new blue bikini and she did look stunning.

The day moved quickly. The jobs I had been assigned were simple and I was done sooner that I expected. I headed back to the yard, restocked my truck for tomorrow, and picked up a few items I did not normally have as I was one of the emergency call drivers tomorrow and Wednesday. Once I was stocked I clocked out on the computer in the truck and headed back to Allison’s.

When I got there I parked out on the street as the drive was full from the girls being over. I let myself in and walked out to the pool. The girls were all laying around enjoying the sun and just talking. I gave a quick hello. There was a little giggle from the group. It’s girls, when don’t they giggle when in small groups. I closed the door and went upstairs to get a quick shower.

I was just about done in the shower when I heard the door open. I had assumed it was Allison, but I was wrong. The shower curtain pulled back and it was Jessica. “You are such an asshole,“ she said. ”Fuck with me, leave me, and now you are zoning in on Allison the good girl in the group.” What the fuck! If you mess this one up there is no hope for you.“ She closed the curtain back up but then opened it back up and reached for my cock. She gave me a couple quick strokes getting me to grow in her hands, “Ya still got it. You best hurry we ordered pizza and we expect you to get it.” She closed the shower curtain once more and this time I heard the door close.

Jessica was the girl I lost my virginity to. We were each others first. She was a wild ride. Adventurous. Crazy in the head. It was just sex. Wild crazy sex. There was no connection. We hit our high note, and really just fell apart never really being a couple. She would have her boyfriend or girlfriend and when they broke up she would call me and we would fuck a couple times and she would be off on another of her adventures. We probably did that for two years before she stopped calling. It was probably about the time that Allison left on her mission.

I got out of the shower, dried myself off, and looked at the counter where I had put my clothes. Jessica took my clothes. GRRR! I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed down stairs. Allison and Lisa were standing in the kitchen. “New dress code,” said Lisa. Might be better to go without.” Allison gave Lisa a little smack on the butt and pointed to the door.

“The girls are all a bit crazy. They want to skinny dip like we did the night before graduation. The lights were off here, but you had left your light on so you put on a show without knowing it.“

“You skinny dipped?”

”It was a bit of a dare from Jessica, I’ve never told anybody about it.“

“Well damn, you can be a bit of a wild child.

”Not compared to Jessica. She had us all laughing at her exploits.“

I could only hope she did not name any names, and I am assuming because I had not been implicated yet.

”Pizza guy will be here in 10. It’s paid for just get the pizza and join us.”

I waited for the knock at the Door. Got the two boxes and head out to the pool. My clothes were laid out on the chairs around the pool. I put the boxes down and stepped to go get my clothes. I had not noticed that Jessica had grabbed a hold of the bottom of the towel so that when I walked away the towel pulled right off. Thankfully it was only my backside that got displayed but the girls loved it.

We all sat around, ate pizza, talked, and just chilled. When we were done it was Jessica that decided things need to change a bit. “Hey, let go inside and play some truth and dare.” All I could do was shake my head a bit internally. Truth or dare never ends well when it is a group of young people. Plus, I did not want my history with Jessica being fully out there. The girls were all for it, so I had no option but to join in the fun.

Allison’s family had a nice set up in the basement with big pillowed sofa and chairs around a big screen for family movie night. Thankfully none of the girls looked for a movie or they would have been surprised at the lack of non wholesome movies in the catalog. I took a nice comfy chair to myself. Lisa and Allison shared the love seat, and Cynthia, Addison, and Jessica took the sofa. Jessica set forth the rules: rule 1-had to be truthful and honest, rule 2-you could decline a dare, but you had to buy it with an article of clothing, and rule 3-what happened and was said here stayed here, no exceptions. The way we played is that each person was a number, you rolled, and what ever number came up was who you asked. It was a game of truth or dare that got Jessica and I started. I doubted this game would get as intense.

The game started rather tame as nobody was willing to step in to the dare lane. We had learned that only two of us in the room were not virgins, and one of us was bi. I had already assumed that about the room since I knew Jessica. All of the girls had kissed another girl because of this silly game in the past. Allison was asked if she had ever given a blow job, and she answered yes which shocked the room. They tried to dig in on that at that moment in time but she pushed back saying that was not part of the question.

I was up next, rolled, and got Jessica. I looked at her, and knew we needed to get to some dares or Allison was going to get hung up the next time she was picked. “Truth or dare Jessica.”

“You know way too much so I am going to say dare.”

It was the first dare so I kept it mild. “Ok, take you top off and do 10 jumping jacks. Let’s see those big ole boobies do some bouncing!”

The other girls had a quick laugh. but I knew she would be game. Jessica always loved showing off her D-cups I was kind of surprised that she was finishing up her nursing degree and not doing something more explicit with her ”natural gifts.” She quickly pulled up the cups on my bikini top and stood in the center of the room. Everyone counted to ten as she jumped and jiggled to everyones delight.

The dares started to flow, and things turned a bit. They really turned when Jessica dared Lisa to stroke my cock 3 times. Lisa looked over at me, and I looked over at Allison. She gave me a very slight nod, and I looked over at Lisa. “It’s up to you.”

“Bring it here,” she said so I did. I walked over and her and Allison both pulled down my shorts and for the first time in this group my cock was out for all of them to see. Lisa wrapped her hand around my cock and gently pulled from the base up to my tip. I put my hands on my hips and the girls counted one as she slid her hands back down. Her grip was very light, but she was making me get a bit hard. “2,” said the girls. I looked over at Allison as she looked up at me. “3,” they all said, and I pulled back as Lisa let go of my shaft. I pulled my shorts back up and took my seat.

“Damn Brad, you have a a big cock,” Said Cynthia

”Wouldn’t you like to feel it,” I said as I gave her a little wink.

Lisa was the next to roll, and what do you know she got Cynthia, and once more was the are to stroke me 3 times. I walked over, and just like the last time I felt a soft grip on my now semi rigid cock. This time I left being fully hard, and not just a little hard.

The game had just devolved into a brad getting passed around the room as my cock was getting stoked. I just took up a spot in the chair as the girls sat around sharing the same dare back and forth. I finally had to say, “We need to change this up, or you will make me cum.”

Jessica looked at each of the girls and said, ”well ladies, who should be the lucky one? I nominate Allison, it is her house after all.” Allison blushed, but all the girls agreed.

Allison took a hold of my shaft, and slowly worked. One of the girls I don’t know who had told her to give my head a lick and she did. Another said I should lick the shaft as she worked it, and she did. My eyes were closed as I tried to focus just on the presence of Allison and what she was doing to me.

I was already pretty excited so it really did not take much time at all. And Allison had my spurting cum. The girls got all excited. I opened my eyes and I watched as Allison tried to aim my shaft as best as possible at each of them. She gave my cock one final squeeze working what was left of my cum in my cock, and then did what none of them expected her to do. She opened her mouth and took my softening cock all the way down and back up taking what was left of my cum into her mouth. “I did the work, I should get the reward.” She smiled at the girls as they all fell back laughing.

Jessica had left the room, and came back with a warm wash cloth, and the other girls had helped clean things up a bit. Allison walked everyone upstairs and saw them out. She came back downstairs and sat on the floor in front of me. “Are you okay, she asked me.”

”I think I should be the one asking you that.”

”There are crazy nights, right?”

”Yeah, there are. And I have had a few.”

”Would this be a crazy night?”

”I would say it was.”

”Would it be crazy if I asked you to come up and sleep in my bed tonight?”

”Not crazy, but are you sure that is what. You want?”

”It’s just sleeping and cuddling so yes, that is what I want.”

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Once more things got silent. I was understanding in that Allison would feel conflicted about things. She had her return home open house coming up and there would be a lot of “church eyes” on her. There was no road map to where this was going or not going so I just took each moment as it came or did not come.

I had to work the first part of the day on Saturday. As I was out doing a few emergency calls I got a text from Allison. She sent a pic of herself. Her swimsuit was covering her butt, and her back was bare. “You best be at my open house!” She did know how to tease that was for sure. I finished up the calls that had been assigned to me, got back to the yard, restocked the truck for Monday, and headed back to my place.

Once I was home I went about my normal going out routine. I showered, masturbated and shot my load in the shower, and got dressed. I was not exactly sure what to expect on the evening so I put on some longer shorts, and a decent t-shirt. I also grabbed a pair of swim shorts and a long sleeve sun shirt.

I drove back over to my parents house, parked my truck, and walked next door. All the fun was happening in the back around the pool. The ”dads” all had a spot near the grill talking and having their Diet Coke. The “moms” moved around the pool and food area. The moms had on shorts and their typical one piece swim suits. Several of them had the big hats and sunglasses going.

Allison was over with the girls her age and a big younger. I am sure she was telling stories to hype the whole mission idea. From time to time an adult would walk by and give her a welcome home and congratulations. Her and I would trade glances but she needed to be the good one keep herself available.

After being there for an hour or so Allison broke her self free. She walked past me, and grabbed my fingers. I knew I was to follow, and not say anything. Allison moved quickly working to not draw attention and make a clean break. She went around the side of the house, into the garage, and quickly up to her room. She pulled me in and shut the door. I started to say something, but she just put a finger on my lips.

We were both standing in her room. Her window over looking the backyard filled with members of the church. She slipped out of the cover up she had been wearing to be modest outside. Allison had on a one pice swim suit. It was cut conservatively, but still accentuated her curves well. Her had darted between her legs and she pulled the material to the side exposing to me for the first time her smooth shaved lips. All I could was stare.

There was something beyond taboo feeling at that moment in time. If any of the members outside knew what was happening just a floor above them. “Touch me,” she said. “I shaved myself just for you. I read that boys really like this look.” I did love this look and still love this look today. I love being able to see what my girl looks like. Then there is just the feel of the smooth skin as your fingers glider over.

The invitation had been given. I knew it was going to only be a brief moment of contact because neither of use wanted to risk anything. My hand slowly drew up between her lips. Her vagina was leaking like a river in flood season. Her clit was swollen. Allison closed her eyes and bite her lower lip as I teased her circling her clit, and pushing back down over her vaginal opening. I did not penetrate her. I just teased and traced over her sensitive areas. She was raw clay, and I was not about to just make her a trophy.

I pulled the material back over her beautiful lips and gave her a full passionate kiss on her mouth. “You need to be out there, not up here. Today is about celebrating your accomplishments.”

”I know, but I want this. Having you here, but not being able to have you is making me want this even more.”

We heard some voices downstairs, and then the sound of someone coming up the steps. I slid behind the door just a bit to be out of view. “Oh honey, here you are.” It was Allison’s mom. “The bishop was looking for you.“

”Ok, Mom, I’ll be right back out. I was just taking a break.”

”Don’t be long.”

Her mom headed back down and we both waited till we heard the door onto the pool open and close. I stepped back out into view. My cock was still hard from what we had been doing and there was no hiding it. “Hmmm, is that for me,” asked Allison as she put her hand over my crotch. Now she was being the tease. “Maybe you can take me for some ice cream in your truck after everyone leaves.” With that she ran her hands over herself and made sure everything was back in order.

Allison walked over to her dresser and took out a large black piece of fabric and tied it around her waist and looked back over at me. She slowly slid the straps of her swimsuit off and pulled it down revealing her bare breasts. Her breasts were beautiful. The pale skin, the darker circles of her areolas, and then her nipples. I could not help myself at that moment and quickly moved to her taking the left and then the right nipple into my mouth. “Now how am I to make my way back outside if you are going to do that?”

”Well if you are going to tease me like that how I am not to react?” I gave each nipple a bit more of a kiss and suckle as Allison tried to cover self up once more.

”There will be more time for this, I promise.” She gave herself a quick look to make sure things looked as best as possible. There was no hiding her nipples currently. She looked back over at me, hugged me, and walked out. I was left standing in her room. I took a moment, looked out her window and gazed back over at my house, and then made my way back to the garage, and out to the party.

Allison was standing with her parents and talking to the bishop. My mom saw me and called me over. Allison and I both were now cornered in our own little small groups. Mom was introducing me to a new family who had a daughter that was off at school. I gave my polite comments, and offered to show her around when she was back from break. Another member saw me and called me over asking about hvac issues. I told them I could come over and look, but I was not able to do any repairs but would happily offer some advice. I was finally able to break myself free and found a spot where I could easily watch Allison and the party come to an end.

I had stayed till the end so I had to help clean up. As we were cleaning up Allison’s dad said, “Allison says you and her are going to go get some ice cream. Her mom and I leave with the younger kids tomorrow to go out west. I would feel better knowing that you might be able to help keep an eye on the house with Allison.” Who would I to be to say no to this. I told him I would be there if Allison needed anything.

Allison came bouncing over. She had replaced the coverup with a black tennis skirt, and pulled a t-shirt over top of the swimsuit. “Brad, has agreed that if you need anything while we are away that he would be here to help you.” Yes, I have a name too, but it is not Brad either.

”Dad, I am a big girl. I will be just fine taking care of the house while you are away for two weeks.”

”I know, but I still feel better knowing that there would be somebody you feel comfortable with if something does happen.” Allison gave her dad a hug, and a quick kiss.

”Don’t worry Dad, I got this. Mom said she needed your help.”

”Ok you two, don’t be out too late.”

Allison and I walked back over to my parent’s house and got into my truck. “Ice cream here we come,” I said.

I had just gotten to the end of the block when I felt Allison’s hand reaching for my cock. “I want a different cream,” she said as she gave me the smile of a devil” Inside there was a very small part of me that wanted to say no, but shit I was young, hornry, and was not about to say no. the recipe that got me in trouble more often than not while Allison was away on her mission.

I slid off my swim shorts, and my “iron rod“ stood at full mast. Allison wasted no time and I felt her mouth slowly conceal my shaft in her warm wet mouth. Slowly she worked as I drove.

“It will be just me for the next two weeks. I will need lots of ice cream.” I smiled as she slowly worked her way back up my cock and taking it once more as deeply as she could into her mouth. The more she worked at my shaft the harder it was to drive. The more she blew me the harder it was getting to not think about ramming my cock into her wet virgin vagina.

There was an empty side road ahead and I pulled the truck down and parked in an empty isolated spot. Allison pulled herself off my cock and looked up at me, “Why did we stop?”

”Look you are amazing, and we have known each other a long time. I just don’t want this to be a trophy conquest for you or for me.”

”Brad, don’t be silly. I don’t have any trophies.“

”I just don’t want…”

”Don’t worry Brad, we both have this.”

”Are you sure?”

”Of course I am sure.”

Allison put her mouth once more over my cock and worked her way for the first time fully down my shaft. It felt amazing. I closed my eyes and let myself focus in on what she was doing. She had the control and I said nothing. It did not take much more than a minute or two like this and she had be shooting my load into her mouth. She gave a final squeeze making sure she had all of her “ice cream” before looking up at me. “I love that ice cream.”

We sat in the truck and talked for a while. Not at all about the physical stuff that had been happening, but just talked. I had my arm around Allison. My shorts were still on the floor so she would occasionally tease my cock and smile.

We made some early plans. Her parents were leaving the next day and the bishop had asked her to join his family for Sunday dinner. She he no option but to say yes. Since she would be alone at church I agreed to sit with her, if she sat in the back with me. The following day she was going swimming with some of her friends from school, but we agreed that I would come over that night for dinner after I got done with work.

We just cuddle a bit more, and then made the drive back to her place. We were at the last stop sign when she said, “silly boy you still don’t have your shorts on.” She reached down, picked up my shorts, and tossed them out the window. I gave her a look and quickly jumped out getting my shorts and putting them back on.

When I got back in I looked over at Allison and said, “just wait.”

“Wait for what?”

”There will be a moment, you will see.”

I pulled the truck into her parent’s drive. The front light came on. I walked her up to the door, and just as we got to the door her dad opened the door. “Brad, I was hoping to catch you.“ Now I was a bit nervous. Allison gave me a quick hug and made her escape into the house. “I wanted to give you a key to the house, and here is our alarm code. I am sure you know the mechanics of things if needed, but if possible could you cut the grass while we are away? Also, the pool will need to be checked. I’ll leave some instructions in the morning. Lastly just keep an eye on Allison. I know she is making plans to see a bunch of her friends. The one thing we don’t need is any wild parties going on.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it all. Allison has my number. We are going to sit together tomorrow at church so she is not alone, and I will make sure to stop and take her out for ice cream a few times.“

“Thank you Brad. I feel better having a man looking in on things, and I know Allison will feel more comfortable with somebody her age.” Allison’s dad handed me an envelope with five hundred dollars in it. He said it was for the grass cutting, and watching the pool. If he only knew the only payment I was needing was the “ice cream.”

It had been a few days since I had gotten the text from her. I did not want to push anything, and besides I was actually pretty busy with work since it was summer and the heat was on. That simply meant that ac units were breaking and when it is hot people get cranky. My mom sent me a text letting me know that Allison’s parents were having a welcome back open house. Yes, her has a name, and no it is not actually Allison. Mom went on to say that it was not this Saturday but the following Saturday. She figured Allison might like if I made an appearance.

A couple more days went by and nothing from Allison. I saw her at church. She gave me a quick shy smile and rushed off to RS. I was playing Tetris on my phone during EQ, when she sent a text, “sry. Feel conflicted/confused.”

I replied, “here if and when need to talk.” I left it at that. Allison and I had never been more than friends, even if my horny teen brain had done a thousand crazy things with her. I had my work, I had my friends, and I had a couple girls I was seeing but not committed to. I was not really sure of youthful fantasy should even be made a reality or not.

Tuesday afternoon comes around and Allison sent a text, “want to get an ice cream tonight” I would never pass up ice cream so I told her it sound good, and that I could pick her up at 7.

I pulled into her driveway and she scampered right out. I did not even get the chance to take off my seatbelt. She opens the door sat herself down and gave me a hug. Allison sure did smell great. I put the truck in reverse and started to head to the local place. She then said that she heard of a new place but it was across town. Why not, something new could be fun.

The ride was thirty minutes. The two of us made small talk. She told me about her mission, and the sisters she was with. She said it was hard and that she missed home. I told her about work, and a couple crazy stories I had. Neither of us talked about the pool.

We got to the ice cream place and we both got our cones. I had chocolate and she got a twist cone. We went back to the truck and sat down on the tailgate. Allison looked at me and said, “shocker I know, but yours was the first penis I have touched.” I looked back at her. “I really liked feeling it. But that is just it,I have always been told to wait for a husband. I know I was not that good. What would a husband think of I was that bad for him?”

“A husband would love to have you.”

“I know you have fooled around, and you have probably had sex.” She was right I had fooled around in school, but I did not have sex till after high school. I am sure the seminary kids thought I was really sinning, but reality I was more talk and gusto than anything. “Touching you, brought back memories of me looking up at your window catching glimpses of you walking past without a shirt or lifting.” How interesting she had been watching me.

The two of us had finished up our ice cream so I had started the truck and was pulling out of the parking lot when she said, “do you think I can touch you again?” My foot about slipped off the brake.

I looked over at her, “are you sure you want to do that?”

“Yeah. I am sure. Just not sure what to do at the end.”

“Well I will leave that to your discretion. Some girls take it in their mouth.”

“Eew! That just seems gross.”

“Some just let it fly and take it on their face or other parts of their body. Just do you. No pressure. You don’t even have to take it that far.”

“But wouldn’t that be uncomfortable for you. To touch you and not get to that point?”

“I love to cum, feels good, but it’s not about me it’s about you.”

The whole conversation was getting my “iron rod” stiff and being constrained was what was being uncomfortable. We had stopped at a red light so I was able to take my cock out. Allison looked at it again. “That is suppose to go in me?” I just smiled as the light turned green.

I reached over and let Allison slide across the bench seat of the truck. I loved these older trucks that had the big bench seats. They really do need to bring those back. Her hand slid over to my shaft. Her hand gripped my girth once more. This time however she had a better grip. “Is this better?” She smiled, “I read a bit more. I want it to feel good.”

She slowly jerked my cock with her hand. It was much better than the pool hand job. Thankfully I was driving so my brain had to focus on that and not the feelings I felt in between my legs. “Does that feel good,” she asked. I gave a quick nod and a little kiss on her head.

“I almost want to have you feel me, but I am not sure.”

“There is no rush. You can set your comfort levels. You tell me what you want.” With that I felt her shift and her mouth went over the head of my cock. She did not go down my shaft.

“Damn, Jason, you are big. How does a girl take that deeper?” I did not have an answer so I just shrugged. Once more I felt her mouth cover my cock and I felt her go a bit deeper on my cock.

“Allison, I love that but you might get a mouthful of cum if you keep that up.” The school was just up ahead and there was a spot I could park just off the beaten path. Allison was slowly working to take more and more as I stopped the truck behind the athletic shed.

I looked down and just watched as Allison slowly worked on my cock. She was not getting the whole shaft but I was not complaining. “You are going to make me cum.” She looked up, smiled, and out her mouth back over my cock. Allison was always the person in the group that when she committed she was committed.

“God damn, that is it, I am gonna explode!” And I did. With her mouth encapsulating my cock and shot my load into her mouth. I know it was a lot, but she took every last drop
I shot. With a bit of a pop she came off my cock.

“So, how was it?”

“Damn, if that was really your first you are amazing!”

“I might have talked to a couple of non church friends. I felt bad about the pool. I knew it was not good, and honestly I wanted to try more. The problem is I just don’t know how to ask for or what it is that I want.”

“You will know when the moment is right to you.”

“You are too sweet. I know I want more…”

Before she could finish I leaned in and kissed her. “When you are ready…”

I got myself back in order, put my arm around Allison, and got her back to her house. We did not say anything more as I drove her home. My phone buzzed as I pulled out of the driveway. She said, thank you, and I left a big wet spot in my g’s - bad boy!”

I don’t live out west so we tend to be a tight group that sticks together a bit. I had been a good boy growing up. I was the model student and member from my youth till seminary started. But once I made the transition to high school my participation and testimony weakened. I kept up the appearance. It was easy to hide from my parents, but my peers, that was harder.

We lived in a community and the neighbors on the left and right were also in the church so us kids really did grow up together. Us boys watched the girls grow breasts and they watched us gain muscles. We all did our best to suppress the desires but it was hard being teens and having hormones.

The neighbor on the left had the pool and only daughters. My family and the family on the right had a mix of kids. I was the oldest boy and the family on the left had a daughter that was my age. The other kids were a couple years younger than us so her and I did a lot of hanging out together.

As we got older it was hard to deny biology even in the conservative one piece swimsuit it was obvious she was becoming a woman. Admittedly I was not into them early on as my biology had not caught up, but once it did it was hard to not look, or think about her at night.

She had I graduated. She went to the local community college for a year, and then left for her mission. I had done a tech program in school and went to work. One of the members had a HVAC company and took me in. I still went to church, and still go occasionally to keep mom happy, but i was around some influences that were shaping a divergent path.

It seemed like a long time had passed and one Sunday I looked up and there she was sitting up front. It was her return missionary talk. Everyone was excited and she had that glow in church that many had. I listened, and when church was done I walked out.

A couple days later I got a text from her. “Hey, why did you leave so soon silly? I am home alone come for a swim?” It had been a hot day in attics at work so a swim sounded like a good idea. I told her I would be over in 15 as I had moved out, lots had changed since she left.

When I got there I rang the doorbell. She greeted me in her swimsuit, it was conservative, but her breasts as developed and there was a good show of cleavage. I could not help but to let my eyes look a bit. She had a cover up tied around her waist. Once we got out to the pool she untied it and I could really see that she had been taking care of herself.

There was no hiding the effect she was having on me. My “iron rod” was pushing hard against my shorts. “The water is a bit cool,” she said, “it might help you with that bulge”

I felt a bit bold. She knew I was not the good member so I figured I could get away with a bit of sarcasm, “or maybe you can tame it for me?”

“I cannot do that unless you bring it here”

Damn, was she playing mind games. She was my first fantasy. My first spank bank material. I don’t know how many Kleenexes took my cum because of her.

I wasted no time and dropped my shorts. I walked over to the edge of the pool and sat down. “Damn! You are much bigger than I had imagined.”

Holy cow had she just admitted she had thought of me..well I guess it makes sense. Two kids coming of age around one another. We have hormones. We wonder. We just fight urges.

“It was hard to keep focused while I was away. The other girls we much better than I was, but when I needed that money I would think of this.” And with that she stepped into me, reached out with her hands and took my rod into her hands.

It was very clear that she had not touched a guy before but I was not about to bust any bubbles. If she was willing to give me a hand job I was not going to say no. Her unskilled hands moved up and down. Her grip was very loose. But heck, here was the girl from next door rubbing my cock. Here was the girl who just returned from a mission breaking from all that he had ever been told and taught. The taboo of all of this made up for the poor quality.

It took a bit more time, but she had me on the edge. I told her I was about to cum. Her smile said what it needed to. She kept up her pace till my rod was exploding in her hands. She had angled my cock towards the pool water. She gave me a final little squeeze. And looked up at me, you should probably put your shorts back on.

I got dressed and jumped into the pool. We talked. Not about what had just happened but about life. Her family got back about 30 minutes later. Her mom sat down exactly where I had been sitting and put her bare legs into the water where my cum and splashed down. There was a little chuckle in my head…if she only knew.

We both got out, toweled dried, and I head back out to my truck. She followed behind, but without her cover up. I had gotten in my truck, seatbelt on, closed the door, and put the window down. “Thanks for not making that weird,” she said. “You made me so wet. Maybe next time I can try something else, if you would like that.”

I smiled! There was just too many thoughts going through my head. I was confident she was a virgin, I was not. She was the good church girl and I was not the good church boy. I did not want her to do anything she would regret. But I was also a horny soon to be 21 year old. “Text me, I’m sure we can do this again.” We both smiled and I headed back to my place.

I really could not help but to jerk myself off again as I showered. It had been a bit so I was able to shoot another load. When I got out there was a message from her. It was simple. It was an image. It was my parent’s house. It was my bedroom window. She knew…